
Kevin (VeeVeeVee) Lil Yachty
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[Intro]
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
[Chorus]
My lil' baby missin' (Beep, beep, woo)
Bitch, thank God I'm Christian (Vee-vee)
Hellcat (Yeah), lane shiftin' (Vee)
Bought a new house and it look like Heaven (Vee-vee)
Had the MAC-11 when I met my reverend (Beep)
7-11 (Beep), shells and Chevrons (Beep, ah)
Walkin' to class, I'm the coach like Kevin (Vee-vee)
Lot on my plate, fuck out my way, turn a nigga down, damn (Vee-vee-vee-vee)
Talkin' my talk, walkin' my walk, if a boy dare be flexin' (Vee)
[Verse: 1]
Bend to the back, yeah
Fuckin' up Saks with the bank teller (Beep)
Four, five hoes out at Coachella
If you knew better you'd have done better (Vee-vee)
Hoo, hoo, double down, back
Hoo, hoo, run up my racks
Hoo, hoo, VIP truck
Hoo, hoo, FN tucked, yeah
I buy this shit and I givе it away to my brothers
All of this drip, won't get clutterеd
She give me the buns, I get it buttered
I'm rich as a bitch, no, I ain't stuttered
Closed the top of the whip like a shutter
I didn't wanna shuttle, beat with the shovel
Feel like Odell, I'm really a rebel
I'ma be real on you shit with the metal
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
[Chorus]
My lil' baby missin' (Beep, beep, woo)
Bitch, thank God I'm Christian (Vee-vee)
Hellcat (Yeah), lane shiftin' (Vee)
Bought a new house and it look like Heaven (Vee-vee)
Had the MAC-11 when I met my reverend (Beep)
7-11 (Beep), shells and Chevrons (Beep, ah)
Walkin' to class, I'm the coach like Kevin (Vee-vee)
Lot on my plate, fuck out my way, turn a nigga down, damn (Vee-vee-vee-vee)
Talkin' my talk, walkin' my walk, if a boy dare be flexin' (Vee)
[Verse: 1]
Bend to the back, yeah
Fuckin' up Saks with the bank teller (Beep)
Four, five hoes out at Coachella
If you knew better you'd have done better (Vee-vee)
Hoo, hoo, double down, back
Hoo, hoo, run up my racks
Hoo, hoo, VIP truck
Hoo, hoo, FN tucked, yeah
I buy this shit and I givе it away to my brothers
All of this drip, won't get clutterеd
She give me the buns, I get it buttered
I'm rich as a bitch, no, I ain't stuttered
Closed the top of the whip like a shutter
I didn't wanna shuttle, beat with the shovel
Feel like Odell, I'm really a rebel
I'ma be real on you shit with the metal
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