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letra de zias hit bout it reaction freestyle - lil yachty

[verse 1 : lil yachty, b-lou, zias!]
ooh, hold on
n-gga, glock on a toaster
that mean the glock got a magazine
n-gga put a hole in a n-gga
sum like a krispy kreme, donut
and we ’bout to get coins
out in vegas on the strip
out in vegas on the strip
n-gga talkin’ real down, punch a n-gga in his lip
at my aunt’s, keep clips
extra, fully auto
know i just f-cked on a model
know that we poppin’ them bottles
if she don’t f-ck she gettin’ kicked out, she know the motto
she gotta swallow

[verse 2 : lil yachty, b-lou, zias!]
in my white tee
hunnid thousand dollar chain on me
it’s why they don’t like me
n-ggas know my name and they know where i be
if they got a problem, want some smoke
they can see mе
it’s big boat in the vip
pulled up like 50 deep
n-ggas know i – how i’m comin’, how i’m bummin’
ar with a scopе
hit his arm and his nose
give a f-ck, we takin’ hoes
yeah we takin’ b-tches
n-gga talkin’ down we put ’em in the ditches
f-ck yo’ b-tch make her do the dishes
we ain’t k!ll ’em but we left ’em with a couple stitches
and we sendin’ blitzes
n-gga, b-lou pull up and i’ll f-ck yo’ mistress
you see this chain? he got a lot of riches
[verse 3 : lil yachty, b-lou, zias!]
we’ll break a b-tch back
break a b-tch back
all my n-ggas come attack
i don’t wanna comment no more, so i’ll let the b-tches stack
my shootas pull up in all black
my chain cost a couple racks
i ain’t got one on right now but you do
that’s stacks
n-gga, i grind so hard i deserve me a plaque

[verse 4 : lil yachty, b-lou]
we ain’t come to play, you n-ggas finna lay
man, these n-ggas actin’ g-y
pull up with a hunnid, it’s gon’ spray
we’ll push his wig back, arrogant tae
i just stack my chips, frito lay
we’ll leave ’em where he stay
sh-t, it’s a dirty game
oh, his chain was colorful? we made it gray
my diamonds water like the rain
my diamonds drippin’ like the sink
that n-gga, is a stain
that n-gga, is a lame

[verse 5 : lil yachty, b-lou, zias!]
come this way, we don’t play that
we don’t play that, we don’t play that
shoutout lil yachty
me and b-lou, we go way back
my shooters they gon’ spray that
we gon’ push his f-ckin’ wave cap, back
back, back, back
push his sh-t back

- lil yachty

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