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Lil Yachty

Miles Parks McCollum (born August 23, 1997), known professionally as Lil Yachty, is an American rapper, singer and songwriter. Yachty first gained recognition in August 2015 for his singles "One Night" and "Minnesota" from his debut EP Summer Songs. He released his debut mixtape Lil Boat in March 2016. On June 10, 2016, Yachty announced that he had signed a joint venture record deal with Quality Control Music, Capitol Records, and Motown Records. His mixtapes Lil Boat and Summer Songs 2 were released in 2016 and his debut studio album, Teenage Emotions in 2017. His second studio album, Lil Boat 2 was released on March 9, 2018. more »

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Sippin' the peach soda
The niggas inside, they gon' hide 'til the heat is over (frrp)
Sippin' the peach soda
The niggas inside, they gon' hide 'til the heat is over (frrp)
Sippin' the peach soda
The niggas inside, they gon' hide 'til the heat is over
I'ma rap 'til the beat is over
Two Chanel bags, the same price as my mink sofa
And I move like the king cobra
Slimin' them out, dawg, I didn't have to think it over
(Earl on the beat)
(Frrp)

Sippin' the peach soda
The niggas inside, they gon' hide 'til the heat is over (uh)
I'ma rap 'til the beat is over (uh)
Two Chanel bags, the same price as my mink sofa (go)
And I move like the king cobra (go)
Slimin' them out, dawg, I didn't have to think it over (slatt)
This lil' bitch, I'ma bend her over
After I'm done, call the gang, I'ma send her over (gang)
I'm in tune with the UPS (yeah)
Waitin' on packages, KPreme gon' do the rest
Got some bitches in Budapest
Strapped with them Ks, they walk 'round wearin' bullet vests 
(Ooh, frrp)
I need you to do more, but speak less
Youngins gon' open, uh
Youngins gon' open 'em up like some Mucinex (go)
Give me top, baby, keep the sex (go)
My dick get bigger when I see a money check
Used to didn't have a hundred bands (beep)
Now I'm outside with the gang doin' the money dance
I'm in rush hour, roadrunnin' (mmh)
I'm in rush hour, roadrunnin' like Jackie Chan
My big brother was beatin' pans (beat it)
Lil' brother psyched out, he might go shoot your mans (buh, buh, beep)
Sunday through Sunday (Sunday)
I got them bitches comin' on the runway (on the runway)
F*ck with the feng shui (f*ck with)
Break a bitch back like the wood like a sensei
F*ck did that nigga say? (F*ck it)
You wasn't 'round at the gym back at Lindley (beep)
Split

Yeah, uh-huh (told my slime, Earl, hold it)
Yeah (hold that shit down)
Uh-huh (they gon' see it, you gon' see it and now he see it)
(Really held it down)
Uh-huh (feel me?)
Uh-huh (for real), uh-huh, uh-huh
Beep, look (go)

I'm hated that much, I don't give a damn (go)
I used to swipe finesse through the Skype
Through the night, I would eat on the Grand Slam (swipe)
Don't be like me, I'm a millionaire
Still ridin' dirty 'round town like Chamillionaire (don't be like me)
These niggas softer than Build-A-Bear, penthouse
Then make her eat with no silverware (shit)
Ayy (for real, f*ck)
I'm crackin' this bitch like some software (go)
I got her boyfriend on my crosshair
He talkin' down (phew), go the sound
I'm in New York, need a loft here (damn)
Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss here (damn)
No, ain't no nigga soft here (f*ck 'em)
My niggas down, they came from the town (phew)
They let it off here (slatt)
Audemars Piguet, ice me (ice)
Where I be fuckin' this Pisces
She wanna beat up a wifey (she was down)
I like the Baguettes, I like the emeralds
Damn, them shits look like a icy (ice)
Different school, check out the IQ
I made more guap than the IT (yeah)

Nah, whole time niggas hold shit down (frrt, frrt, hold it down)
Yeah, whole time niggas never lied
Niggas keep a hundred round (whole time, frrt)
Yeah, home alone, nigga run up on me
Do 'em Macaulay Caulkin (shit, shit, shit, yeah)
Two-fifty for the Bentley coupe
I ain't drive, leave it parking (fif')

Lot of my choices was dumb shit
Gang pull up on the block and they dump shit
My niggas got red on their head
Red on their head on some Trump shit (brrt)
I'm swervin' the 'Burbon down Highland (skrrt)
Swervin' the whip on some drunk shit (swerve)
I'm not a fighter at all
But I stomp his head, wanted him dead (prrt, prrt, prrt)
Won't get a foot in my conscience
These bitches hang 'round for the content (bitch)
It took me way outta context (uh)
My youngin' gon' blow like a Semtex (shit, beep)
Ill everywhere like some GermX (hee)
Just tell my nigga, "His turn next" (God)
Burn that shit down, don't play with me
Bitch, I'ma burn that (burn)
Yeah (burn), lil nigga earn that (brrt)
Don't speak on no shit you don't know about
Before you speak on it go learn that
Shit, shit, yeah (shit)
For real, keepin' this shit for real (beep)
Three in the two like Shaquille (yeah)
I don't even know how to feel

Yeah, nah, whole time niggas hold shit down (frrt, frrt, hold it down)
Yeah, whole time niggas never lied
Niggas keep a hundreds rounds (whole time, frrt)
Yeah, home alone, nigga run up on me
Do 'em Macaulay Caulkin (shit, shit, shit, yeah)
Two-fifty for the Bentley coupe
I ain't drive, leave it parking (fif')

Frrt, frrt (go)
Frrt, frrt
Frrt, frrt

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