Lil Yachty - SB 2021 lyrics

[Lil Yachty] Yea Uh Yea, Yea Uh (Who the hell is Carlo) Yea [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 b*tch, on the side Chanel brooch I ain't gon lie rather get to walkin', before I fly in coach (yea) ni**as tie in demons when this sh*t 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 ni**as be doin' For hoes First ni**a I called and hit the D Was Scuba Steve I love my b*tch pussy cause it's tighter than Iverson sleeve b*tch get on my nerve give me a headache, give me some Aleve fu*k that Thank God my opps got some money (Finally) I was tired of beefin' with them ni**as, they was not on nothin' [Sada Baby] Aye ni**as ain't never gon' be on sh*t 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 ni**a, 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, ni**as 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, ni**a 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, b*tch 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 b*tch gon eat the dick like fresh water I'ma pop a Perc so she can get the best Sada Freaky b*tch gon' eat the dick like cassava Look her in her eye, like b*tch don't call me Casada Swing that b*tch like Oosthuizen, if you playin' with my guala Pull up in some Prada, smoke a ni**a like some grabba Go cucaracha on yo momma, I could sauce about them dollas Shoot a ni**a if he holla, give a fu*k 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 [Lil Yachty] Ain't nobody solidare, b*tch we solitaires I'm in Detroit, on my face is some Cartiers Makin' M's writin' for these b*tches, 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 ni**as too sensitive ‘round me, I think these ni**as pussy I rolled up, on a ni**a b*tch like my name was Tootsie Might could blow you up, but I need a chunk just like a chocolate cookie I, really am (that ni**a) I really pull up seven figures, that's one call and they flip ni**as It's us Gotta flex everyday, I'on wanna rust Big sh*t, sit up in my garage collectin' dust Respectful man on my jewelry, If I must say You ain't su*kin' dick, so you better go catch that bus babe My earrings could protect the whole ice age Pussy