Lil Yachty - Come Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Yatchy] She said "I can't f** with him, he way too picky" I just spilled a pint of lean on all my Dickies I got 30 b**hes in the Appalachians Mountain, as the time ticks, they acting weirder Check my tag, the numbers count on all my sweaters Boy, that's Margiela n***a you know you ain't counting cheddar Ask your baby girl who f** her better b**h it's 20-15, it's Trick Daddy Whippin' n***as like the slave master 20 karats in my left wrist, I'm a youth pastor Sliding down your city real slow Braids out with the rare 'fro With the platinum teeth, n***a good grief When a n***a smile all you see is bling Chef Master when I start up beef Got these n***as hating cause I mm, damn n***as hating cause I'm flexing harder Quick to run it up like Tiki Barber Chopper make a n***a think smarter Chopper make a n***a second guess Is this n***a here really my n***a, or am I just trying hard to impress? Hmm, now he thinking Diamonds sparkle got these n***as blinking Chardo-Sunday nights, momma drinking Demon soul inside a holy heaven [Verse 2: Soop] I'm in this ditch like a camper Creeping, late night in I'm a vamper Don't let my young boys attack you I'm with that sh** like a pamper They say that they trick but I'm Damper When I'm in that bed it ain't Tamper These n***as be creeping like cancer She jump on my pole like a lancer I'm red-on-red look like I'm Prancer Dib and dabbing in the London cabbie, boy that yappa-chopper started thunder clapping n***a rah-rah like a dungeon dragon And a cra-cra if you think you capping But my 'migos stamping me a newer package I'ma ship it over to an Egypt palace Sippin' lean out a golden chalice While he looking like a f**ing salad You could see the karats in the band of children I'm across the water looking like a pilgrim Money, money, what an open feeling Y'all been watching looking like a thriller Always street-whippin' looking like I'm Tigger Boy that new thing looking like Shakira And she give thanks like we in November