Lil Yachty - Die By Myself lyrics

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Lil Yachty - Die By Myself lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty] f** a fake n***a, I can die by myself I only drive in sport, cuz the faster the better Basketball seats, I got NBA leather Shoot a n***a quick, if he f** with my cheddar n***as yelling whip, but they not in the kitchen n***as swear they crippin' till they see the blood drippin' Nah, I don't bang, but I hang with the shooters They look over me like DJ Esco do future I say stick to myself, cuz these n***as p**y p**ys only p**y, don't you disrespect me for no p**y I can see it in your eyes, you broke as hell Sitting, waiting for the day the homie bet you with the bail We don't front, you won't get fronted if you ain't known Said your face, car, good but you don't leave your home Got this Carly red b**h sittin' in my home Ima blow her back out and send her a** home Ice, neck, wrist, watch crazy though Ugly black n***a straight snatchin' hoes Costa Rica hoes Put the beam on him now he lookin' Hindu I don't f** with ‘em, unless they payin' first n***a run up on ‘em with that, 40 Lil Yachty b**h I'm uh, boring [Verse 2: K$upreme] Red dot on his head, now he lookin' Hindu These n***as fufu Scottie Pippin 33 shot, aimed right at you n***a come through with the purple drink (leanin') I be off the goop, I be out the booth And my backwood, (?) with the boof Skinny n***a smoke a lotta weed, like I'm Snoop And I'm chasin dreams, R.I.P. Lil Snupe (Damn) Pull up in that all blue, pour a four in the muhf**in' Mountain Dew I be high, like the mountains too I told that b**h to lay it off my roof Hop in my coupe, let off that roof And I only want the top, nicknamed your roof [Verse 3: Lil Yachty] I'm in LA whippin Reese, sippin juicy juice Hanging by a noose, on my master sh** Kick him in a pit, on my trojan sh** You n***as make me laugh, on some Seth Rogan sh** Double (?) b**h, yeah ima fold the b**h [Verse 4: K$upreme] In my hand a 30 jock In my hand a 30 Glock, nicknamed it 40 Glock Meet me f**ing kitchen, do you smell what I'm cooking, like the rock

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