Sb 2021 Lyrics – Lil Yachty
Singer: Lil Yachty
Title: Sb 2021
Yea
Uh
Yeah, yeah, uh
(Who the hell is Carlo?) Yeah
It’s with Sada in this scuba boat, they call us the goats
Sippin’ tris, that’s my last resort, just like Papa Roach
Chanel jacket for my b#tch, on the side Chanel brooch
Ain’t gon lie rather get to walkin’, before I fly in coach (Yea)
Yeah, n#gg#s tired in demons when that sh#t start gettin’ slow
Woke up started leanin’, I can’t even feel my toes
My lil’ brother steady feignin’, I’m just happy it ain’t coke (Damn)
If it was I’ll prolly punch him in his nose
Man, I cannot believe what these n#gg#s be doin’ for hoes
First n#gg# I called and hit the D was Scuba Steve
I love my b#tch p#ss# cause it’s tighter than Iverson sleeve
b#tch get on my nerve give me a headache, give me some Aleve
f#ck that, thank God my opps got some money (Finally)
I was tired of beefin’ with them n#gg#s, they was not on nothin’
Ay
n#gg#s ain’t never gon’ be on sh#t
Had the ski mask on the keyboard, act like I’m gettin’
Had the ski mask on yo lil’ hoe, everytime I went
Had the ski mask on your- (Uh)
Rack ’em up everytime I pull up (Yeah)
My godson grown as hell, don’t wear no Pull-Ups (Yeah)
Play around with DT and watch shoot your hood up (Yeah)
The only reason I know you over there cause y’all don’t do nothin’ (Yeah)
Y’all don’t never leave, huh, n#gg#s don’t never eat, huh
I go through there eatin’, AKA Pooh Bear eatin’
I get extra cheese, whippin’ all that Medellín
She gon have sex with me, everytime you let her leave
Put the purse up on ’em, show ’em how that weather be (Yeah)
It be extra heat, n#gg# better not mess with me (Yeah)
Only be with gang, don’t like nobody where I’m from
Ain’t got no friends in my bity b#tch quit actin’ dumb
Be with my brothers not no others, I ain’t got no love (Huh)
We do numbers every summer, that’s why we got guns
I still make a ton, serve that rocky cold, Tum Tum
I can’t hit the trap unless I’m bout to get a lump sum
Brazilian b#tch gon’ eat the dick like fish water
I’ma pop a Perc so she can get the best Sada
Freaky b#tch gon’ eat the dick like cassava
Look her in her eye like, b#tch, don’t call me Casada
Swing that b#tch like Oosthuizen, if you playin’ with my guala
Pull up in some Prada, smoke a n#gg# like some guava
Go cucaracha on your mama, I could sauce about them dollars
Shoot a n#gg# if he holla, give a f#ck about no problems
You know I give it to him if he ain’t have no drugs
Ain’t nobody solidare, b#tch we solitaires
I’m in Detroit, on my face is some Cartiers
Makin’ M’s writin’ for these b#tches like I’m Tyler Perry
Prayin’ to my Jesus peace like I’m Bloody Mary
I (Uh)
(Uh, uh)
My way in her p#ss#
These n#gg#s too sensitive ’round me, I think these n#gg#’s p#ss#
I rolled up on a n#gg# b#tch like my name was Tootsie
Might could blow you up, but I need a chunk just like a chocolate cookie
I, really am (That n#gg#)
Yeah, I really pull up seven figures, that’s one call and they flip n#gg#s
It’s us
Gotta flex everyday, I don’t wanna rust
Big sh#t, stuck in my garage collectin’ dust
Respectful man on my jewelry, If I must say
You ain’t suckin’ dick, so she better go catch that bus, bae
My earrings could protect the whole ice age
p#ss#
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