[Intro: Lil Yachty]
(Enrgy made this one)
On my mama, I just, nigga
Nigga just got off his ass
Flew up out here to really talk some shit with these niggas (Frrp)
You wanna talk, you can talk hella shit (Boat, Boat)
On God, look, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Come and suck on my jeweler dick
My doctor almost died, I made my bitch go and clean his spit
Yeah, on my mama, I need him here
He gon' write the scripts 'til he dip to go hang with Kobe
Wraith pulled me over, no question, he didn't owe me
Damn, this bitch just called my name like she really know me
Ain't a rap nigga in the world that can say they ho'd me
I just got a S-I-G in the back foldin'
I bought SRTs in my sleep, it didn't hurt my pockets
I just saw a sealed pint of Act' and it hurt my sockets
Real VVS on my bitch, ain't no heart lockets
I live on the lake, leave the crib and forgot to lock it
It's okay, I got cameras there
And my brothers sleep in the upstairs, we got hammers there
And my other brother trap close, he got Pamela there
Good with the block like Tyson Chandler was there
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