Sex Mula / Pete

Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yachty] My brother Jim was skippin' past bounce, said— Run that back, that nigga— Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh That nigga get down, shoutout my twin, lil' bro [Verse 1: Lil Yachty] I done did shit that niggas couldn't ever fathom Pourin' purple atoms in club basements become a pattern (Brrt) I used to plot on being that nigga in a Saturn Fuckin' on a ho from Auburn, goth, thick and awesome (Right) Spending six figures on my syrup, costin' (Mm) I don't know where bro leanin' now that we all rich I got Chrome blankets like I'm richer Behind us, sing like Bruce Prichard Outfit suck, get the fuck out the picture New Birk' I bought for my bitch killed a lizard (Right) All my hoes different, lookin' like dessert (Right) Nigga wanna pop it, come outsidе and get this work Keep a Plan B, inside that pussy, I'ma squirt (Right) Nigga wanna rap with the bеst, he'll get murked I'ma say it again (Hm) Nigga wanna rap with the best, he'll get dealt with (Damn) Louis mink, wrap it 'round the waist of a fat bitch (Yeah) Lips plush, plump like a pillow on a five-star (Damn) Fifty bitches on me like I stumbled in a lesbo' bar I got ten, eleven cars I was younger when Lil Reese told me I would take it far, so I took it out to Mars (Right) I'm Concrete's finest, all of the bitches wanna fuck me, I'm honest Honestly sayin', pick a pocket, brought the K in, he wasn't checkin' Put my woody on a flight down and get to steppin' Treat me like I'm 2002 David Beckham Geek up with your boy, I'll put this X up your rectum Lookin' in the mirror tryna study perfection I don't use my fist, pussy, I'ma use a weapon I'm throwin' gang signs up like I can't speak Can't have her 'round the gang, she too quick to use her beak My twin been in the cell a couple years, ain't miss a beat [Verse 2: LUCKI] Ha, my life in the hills, and it still ain't for the weak Fast ho was in the fast lane, I think I'm weak Wonder if you sleep Have nightmares of your honor and be fallin' for a ho And try and tame her when she in heat Balancin' my vices, she said which one I'ma keep? Ayy, and this cup might cost a section Just because she pretty, I'll never bring her home After this, we probably see and don't speak Just 'cause you on don't mean you outta reach A five in a Fanta, bloody red, look like it's banging for Pete' What's good for you could be dangerous for me I'm still glad we feel fine, just my people just not here no more, remind me Heard it went bad when I flew out, it's just timing I think you the realest bitch ever, I could be biased You knowin' if I'm lyin', I respect that shit for trying I'm movin' up like Canelo, she on a G6 only diet Payin' that cost, can't pay for that, whatever I break, I'll I pay for that Yeah, yeah, yeah Payin' that cost, can't pay for that, whatever I break, I'll I pay for that [Verse 3: Lil Yachty] This bitch a lightweight, snack pack, bubble butt Fantastic calves on my eater, she could double-dutch for days I got five million plays, it's a hundred million ways to make millions every day Shit lit like sage, I stopped putting on Pavés My glasses cost too much to have a camera in it, that's gay Nigga, what's the wave? What you on, what you weigh? Pull up in a tank like I'm raised on a base Call up the plug, I been acting like a Jake Walkin' 'round this bitch, like on my shoulder, it's a Lays Feel like Billy Mays, clean it up and serve it out You're pretty when you pout, I been tryna fix the drought Brand-new Birkin, same color as sauerkraut Fuck your body, I'm in love with your mouth Shit gettin' super snotty, I been sliming out, no doubt I don't care the amount, if I want you gone, you're out My bitch so super cunt, I love her super mouth There's plastic on my couch, she country, from the South I never leave my house, this shit player, this shit right Demon in the night got me fuckin' up the fight A million times you're wrong don't matter when you're finally right Bustin' through the pipe, trappin' on the Skype [Outro] In the meantime, if Omar comin' for any of us, he comin' for me