Released: February 7, 2021

Featuring: KrispyLife Kidd RMC Mike Babyface Ray Rio Da Yung OG Dc2Trill Icewear Vezzo

Songwriter: Lil Yachty KrispyLife Kidd RMC Mike Babyface Ray Rio Da Yung OG Dc2Trill Icewear Vezzo

Producer: Carlo Anthony

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
(Who the hell is Carlo?)
Fuckin' with these bitch ass outsiders, man?
Fuck 'em, look
Look, look

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Lou pulled up on me, so we poured up a Kobe Bryant
Stacked up all my empty Wock pints, it's taller than a giant
Almost didn't graduate school, I was so defiant
Bored as hell, I think me and my bitch finna hit Miama
Damn, dawg I meant Miami
I'm tongue-twisting, keep my gun lifted, just to be specific
10 milli bullets, ain't no running from a nigga slug
Cleaning sessions with my gun, the only time I talk to judge
Fucked a bitch I saw her on TV, but it's not "The Grudge"
Nigga so tough in them skinnies, button 'bout to bust
Glock ain't got no silencer but I call this bitch a silencer
'Cause when I shoot this bitch at this nigga, bet the nigga hush
Brother pull up in that 'Ghini, yeah, same color as a Zucchini, hm
Why would I fuck on bro bitch, my bitch better, yeah, off her bikini
Shit, smokin' a nigga like Hickory, pull a FN out my bag like trickery
(Yeah)

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Done wearing the big B's, I pulled the J’s out
Snatch a bitch wig off, like, pull your fade out
Retired from the K, I, run fades now
And raw-dogged your baby mama, what you gon' say now?
From Flint, if the water'll make it bad, I can get ugly
12:00 my trap rush hour, ask for Chris Tucker
Shot dawg, tryna take a shot, I'mma fifth bust it
You don't never get props, you a dick sucker
How the fuck you gon' keep sliding and not hit nothing?
If a nigga in the radius, I'mma flip somethin'
My bitch got a Onlyfans, I get a 10th of it
I'm a pimp, I fucked her, and like 6 cousins

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
Drinking lean for 10 years the cause of my big stomach
Pop you with a gun inside a gun, it got a kit on it
That bitch was all gold with a sandpaper grip on it
Girly say she knew I can fuck from the hip motions
60 racks for my new kit, look like I'm moving up
Don't drive fast coming down my block, I might shoot it up
Put a whole gram on the table, watch Unc boot it up
They say I been acting real stiff, it's time to loosen up
Niggas out here drinking cut lean, tryna act high
Nigga you be coming off the bench, I'm the franchise
Fell in love with a Blasian bitch, she got cat eyes
Me, Yachty, Ray, Kidd, and Rio, the fab 5

[Verse 4: Babyface Ray]
All my niggas in the street, don't know no rap guys
Holy water from my jeweler, I got baptized
F's on my hip, I got F's on my hat now
Fear of God, demons on the Chally, send a Scat down
My son got a bankroll bigger than niggas
Nigga playing crazy, put his ass in the Blender
Blend game crazy, taking half to a chicken
We are not the same, it's Dior on my Dickies
Codeine Cowboy
Ask around, lot of noise
Draco in the whip, ride with me, I'm a Choppa Boy
Purple in my cup, jewels dancing, bitch, I'm BlocBoy
Nigga reach for my shit, get popped for it

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
I ain't with Tez, but I ain't throwing hands, I'm a GlockBoy
The first thing I ever bought my son was a Glock toy
Bro riding in a rental with 3 cash, he a hot boy
Michael Jordan, Glock .23 with 22, the other Glock Curry
Skrrt, that's how the 'cat sound
Mike got the Glock in the club, but they ain't pat him down
I'm with the Drank God, he can possibly pull some Act out
I'm on the South side, with the apostrophe in the crack house
$1,800 bag, pull the Glock out it
You say you a real drinker, pull some snot out
2 K's laying on the couch, I put the Glock out
Bitch bent over tryna tie her shoes, pulled my cock out
Used to have the standard clip, I got a mop now
Shit, gang, what we pouring? I got a pop now
Nigga put the gun down, you getting get knocked out
Seen the opps at the store, hopped out a droptop with chop out
My big homie got a couple keys, we can't get locked out

[Verse 6: DC2Trill]
Everybody know you really a bitch, put that Glock down
Nigga came as a shooter, but he got shot down
Ever since the cash came legit, I'm buying opps now
Nigga shook his drank up, it made the pop sound
The lean plug finna retire, I need a doc now
Hop up out the car and bang bang, like he Pops now
.35 in the gram a leaf, this ain't no cigar
Pull up in my hood fresh as hell, like a trap star
All a nigga do is talk fibs, he a cap star
Nigga can't tell you shit about no drank, I done drunk [?]

[Verse 7: Icewear Vezzo]
Yeah, scurvy nigga with the pints, I cut raw
Untrustworthy, I can get a plug 'cause I run off
.30 hanging out the Glock, I up [?]
29, shot one out the head, this bitch wasn't off
Got [?], I can't find my hand
Shady nigga, pop a Xan, I'll rob my friend
60,000 every play, every time I land
Choppa big, hanging down my leg, it can hide my pants
Yeah, I just Chrome Hearts'd me
I'll take a nigga chain at his own party
Real hitta, fuck a shooter, I got a whole army
Nigga soft, never caught a body, you just told stories
I woke up and cash a Wraith, I ain't tell nobody
I heard niggas took your shit, you ain't tell nobody
If this rap shit fail, I'll sell more Wock
You lame niggas, treat you like a hoe, better kill somebody

Lil Yachty

Miles Parks McCollum (born August 23, 1997, in Mableton, Georgia), popularly known as Lil Yachty, is an American rapper and singer from Atlanta, Georgia. He’s known for his comical lyrics and unique melodies—not to mention his cherry-red hair.

Yachty was rocketed into the spotlight in 2016, when “1Night” from his Summer Songs EP, went viral after it was used in a comedy sketch. Soon after, Yachty released his Lil Boat mixtape—which features an extended version of “1Night,” along with a remix of “Minnesota” with Young Thug, Quavo, and Skippa Da Flippa.

Signed to Migos‘ management team Quality Control, Yachty uses Atlanta’s signature trap-flavored beats, along with his unique auto-tuned vocals. His Lil Boat mixtape identity switches between light-hearted, melodic Lil Yachty, and the deft emcee Lil Boat.