[ Featuring Lil Yachty ]
Us
(I-I-I'm working on dying)
Live from the pyramids, I'm straight (BNYX)
Yeah, yeah
F*ck wrong with these hoes
Thinkin' they won't get squished, I'll get a bitch gone
Pour up in a Pineapple Fanta, I'm changin' the skin tone
In person better have the same energy you had on that cell phone, pussy
F*ck wrong with these hoes
Thinkin' that they exempt, I'll get a bitch squished, two
Call up my sister, press on the issue
If you thinkin' it's shit on a tissue
You can get wiped, you can get wiped
And the coupe red like you picked someone, why I can't tell you the price
She said she don't smoke She say she don't drink Then f*ck is your vice?
I got more pints than you can count before blinkin' your eyes
Yeah I ride with the five
And my bitch too pretty to die
I ain't trippin', my sister can slide
Know I stay with them bees like a hive
Know I stay with them bees like it's Boston
Had six packs comin' from Austin
I had three fit bitches, don't talk to 'em
Ain't dead yet still like a hologram
Yeah, yeah
F*ck wrong with these hoes
Thinkin' they won't get squished, I'll get a bitch gone
Pour up in a Pineapple Fanta, I'm changin' the skin tone
In person better have the same energy you had on that cell phone, pussy
F*ck wrong with these hoes
Thinkin' that they exempt, I'll get a bitch squished, two
Call up my sister, press on the issue
If you thinkin' it's shit on a tissue
When I'm swervin' I'm keepin' my gun in my hand (hand)
My nigga forgot bout' a body he caught, he done popped him a Xan
I f*ck your bitch for Chanel and that's why I won't give her no cash (okay)
I'm shoppin' linens, Japan (yeah)
I'm Lil Dann but I'm grown, you playin' (facts)
Bitch, I got bodies on bodies (bodies)
Bitch, it's Lil Dann and Lil Yachty (okay)
I'm sellin' dope like a hobby
The way I get money, you'd think I play lottery
I'm stiff on a bitch, they be sayin' I'm rude
I got some money, done dropped out of school
I got two hunnid right now and it's cool
I need to slow down but it's cool
Tennis chain, cubans, and rings (rings)
I'm gettin' money, f*ck fame (fame)
And most of you niggas be lame
You bitches be f*ckin', that make you the same (okay)
You should've believed in me (should've believed)
But you rather be teasin' me (rather be teasin')
Count a dub, that's a easy week
Don't need nobody help feedin' me
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah)
F*ck wrong with these hoes
Thinkin' they won't get squished, I'll get a bitch gone
Pour up in a Pineapple Fanta, I'm changin' the skin tone
In person better have the same energy you had on that cell phone, pussy
F*ck wrong with these hoes
Thinkin' that they exempt, I'll get a bitch squished, two
Call up my sister, press on the issue
If you thinkin' it's shit on a tissue
