Lil Yachty - From the D to the A lyrics

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Lil Yachty - From the D to the A lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty] Off top, run a n***a out his socks n***as talk more than b**hes n***as really be on co*k though Just f**ed a ho out in France Paint her face like Pica**o I iced out my vatos, I'm really up Big a** Bimmer, big Benz and my Bentley next Don't play around on my phone, ho, gimme s** Watch on my wrist out of date, but it's Rolex Grizzley up next, I'm up now Strap your bullet vest [Verse 2: Tee Grizzley] 550, 600 hundreds 700 20's, let's get straight to it 800 10's, what's that? 8 bands Hit the store and get some rubber bands Let's get straight to it Everybody come together, everybody got the plan He came with you, so if he steal it fall on you, he on your a** Have your mans call his mans, make sure they ain't movin' fast Soon as they touch Atlanta, get with Boat Secure the bag, n***a [Verse 3: Lil Yachty] Oh that bag secure, that's on my mama, bro Asian lil' ho, she ride that dick, Yokohama flow Made that sh** double, got an Uzi, I don't scuffle Not a banger but that banger in my car like an airbag n***as only aimin' in the sky, call those Air Mags All up in Neiman's, coppin' sh** like f** a price tag I'm ballin', ain't near a rap n***a in the game that I'm callin' If I need help, I'll dial it by my se-celf [Verse 4: Tee Grizzley] You swear your b**h faithful, she sent her location I hit her at the trap in Decatur, she basic Chop with the laser, get decapitated Can't smoke, I'm on papers, hold on... this my Jamaican (love one) n***as want me dead, so I'm steady prayin' Ain't no disrespect without retaliation f** a hotel, I hit her in the basement Text her later like, "I'm done with you I got a situation, baby" [Verse 5: Lil Yachty] Well sh**, bro, let me get her then I'ma dog her out then switcheroo into the lion's den n***a talkin' down, my bro got more heat than a fryin' pan Gucci 'round my hair, wrapped tight like I'm Taliban [Verse 6: Tee Grizzley] Like I'm Taliban, how we drop sh**, go Lot of dreadheads, lot of chopsticks Touch my n***a Yachty, get your top ripped Don't ask the price if you know you ain't tryna cop sh** [Verse 7: Lil Yachty] You the type to look around but never cop sh**, ayy I'm the type to buy the store, make 'em restock it, ayy Beam on everything I own, I will not miss Grizzley by my side like a pilot ridin' co*kpit [Verse 8: Tee Grizzley] Yachty I might stop rappin' for this one reason If the Feds hear this sh** I'm doin' a hundred seasons In the hood, shootin' craps in my Yeezys Put angels on you n***as who be playin' like y'all demons, you dig? [Verse 9: Lil Yachty] Middle finger to them n***as hatin' and fakin' They plottin' on my d**h, I give their mothers deep penetration Diamond choker for some reason give me pure ventilation Every real n***a livin' will respect this collaboration [Verse 10: Tee Grizzley] We the bust down brothers, check the Rollies out Say you winnin' one more time, I'm pullin' trophies out n***as know we out, no Shaqs or Kobes out In other words, I'm with all shooters that'll blow you down [Verse 11: Lil Yachty] From the D to the A, put respect on it If that's your ho, why my dick got her mouth on it? I'm from the south, I got diamonds in my teeth I got fur on my fleece, my new ring could pay your lease [Verse 12: Tee Grizzley] Lease, n***a Chain on my dresser next to my indictment When they said not guilty I was so excited From the A to the D, b**h you heard Yachty Wraith comin' this summer, I'ma have your b**h drivin' b**h!