[Verse 1]
Unh, I don’t eat fruit, aye
But I got a haunch of banana clips (Unh)
I get that bitch on my fingertips
I get them rings on my fingers, aye
Cartier, Cartier, Cartier, aye, these niggas don’t want no beef
Ten thousand dollars my teeth, aye
Eye hoe tell it’s the best weed, aye
All of my hoes give the best neck
I’m in Atlanta, my choppa is legal, I let this shit don’t like Keith Sweat (Boom)
I need a new Lamb’, I want a new Lamb’, I can’t be content with a Corvette (Skrt)
I want me some cash on the side, bet (Skrt)
I fuck me a hoe in the projects
Life is good, I’m rich the hood
Momma got more whips than the slave deck (Unh)
I took the gang shoppin’ and didn’t check the total cause’ we scream for a budget
We young, so fuck it (aye, Fuck)
We know they hated
Neck lit like Vegas
Money old like Regis (Yeah), coupe white like Kelly
Dick all in her belly (Yeah)
Light hoe, with a black friend hoe, look like peanut butter and Jelly
And tip drills like Nelly
Aye, fuck it, I make it rain on my enemies
And all of the hoes in they section
I’m the nigga with connections

[Chorus]
I, just a lonely boy, new world
Just a lonely world, new world
Just a lonely boy, I
Just a lonely boy, new world
Yeah, yeah, aye

[Verse 2]
Misunderstood, aye
They hate to see me do good, aye, aye
Stay with the steel, mouth full of glass, I’m wishin’ they would (Aye, oh)
Grip on’ the grain, V12, the Lamb is under the hood (Skrt, skrt, skrt)
Coppin’ the Lamb, aye, drivin’ it just like a Ram, aye
These niggas they hatin’ they hatin’, they hatin’, they hatin’, they hatin’, hey
I like they hoe, but I know they be fakin’
Fuck chasin’ hoes, the money in chasin’
Sixty a verse, nigga, ain’t no freebies
Coverin’ his face like a tropical star Tiki
Act like you don’t, but bitch, I know you need me
Pistol on my side shoot like CP3 (Ha, hey)
I fuck my bitches in intervals
My hundreds bluer than indigo
My bitch got skin like a seminal
Need it in hoe, without decimals
Water my stick, like a vegetable, baby
Suck on my dick till I overload, baby
Boat with the Glock in his raincoat, baby
(Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
Richer than most, let the nigga boast
Stay on a jet, gon’ coast to coast
Watch on my wrist eighty K or more (Yeah)
Can’t trust a soul, and I know they know
I know they know that I ate em’
These niggas food, imma bait em’ (On God)

[Chorus]
I, just a lonely boy, new world
Just a lonely world, new world
Just a lonely boy, I
Just a lonely boy, new world
Yeah, yeah, aye

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.

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