[Intro: Lil Yachty] Yea Uh Yea, Yea Uh (Who the hell is Carlo) Yea
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty] This is Sada and this Scuba Boat, they call us the goat Sippin' tris this my last resort, just like Papa Roach Chanel jacket for my bitch, on the side Chanel brooch I ain't gon lie rather get to walkin', before I fly in coach (yea) Niggas tie in demons when this shit start gettin' slow Woke up started leanin', I can't even feel my toes My lil' brother steady fiendin', I'm just happy it ain't coke (damn) If it was I'll prolly punch him in his nose Man I can't believe what these niggas be doin' For hoes First nigga I called and hit the D Was Scuba Steve I love my bitch pussy cause it's tighter than Iverson sleeve Bitch get on my nerve give me a headache, give me some Aleve Fuck that Thank God my opps got some money (Finally) I was tired of beefin' with them niggas, they was not on nothin'
[Verse 2: Sada Baby] Aye Niggas ain't never gon' be on shit 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 nigga, ahhhh Rack 'em up everytime I pull up (yea) My godson grown as hell, don't wear no Pull-Ups (yea) - shoot yo hood up (yea) The only reason I know you over there cause y'all don't do nun (yea) Y'all don't never leave, niggas don't never eat I go through there eatin', AK yo pooper eatin' I get extra cheese, whippin' up 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 (yea) It be extra heat, nigga better not mess with me (yea) Only be with gang, don't like nobody where I'm from Ain't got no friends in my bity, bitch quit actin' dumb Be with my brothers not no others, I ain't got no love 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 bitch gon eat the dick like fresh water I'ma pop a Perc so she can get the best Sada Freaky bitch gon' eat the dick like cassava Look her in her eye, like bitch don't call me Casada Swing that bitch like Oosthuizen, if you playin' with my guala Pull up in some Prada, smoke a nigga like some grabba Go cucaracha on yo momma, I could sauce about them dollas Shoot a nigga if he holla, give a fuck about no problems When Lil Yachty pulled up in Detroit They asked me where the choppa was You know I Would give it to him if he ain't have no drums
[Verse 3: Lil Yachty] Ain't nobody solidare, bitch we solitaires I'm in Detroit, on my face is some Cartiers Makin' M's writin' for these bitches, like I'm Tyler Perry Praying to my Jesus piece, like I'm Bloody Mary I(Uh, uh, uh) My way in her pussy These niggas too sensitive ‘round me, I think these niggas pussy I rolled up, on a nigga bitch like my name was Tootsie Might could blow you up, but I need a chunk just like a chocolate cookie I, really am (that nigga) I really pull up seven figures, that's one call and they flip niggas It's us Gotta flex everyday, I'on wanna rust Big shit, sit up in my garage collectin' dust Respectful man on my jewelry, If I must say You ain't suckin' dick, so you better go catch that bus babe My earrings could protect the whole ice age
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