Lyrics Lil Yachty – Die By Myself 3

Whew, hit ’em, whew, hit ’em
Hit ’em, Kpreme (hit ’em)
Lil boat (Lil boat), Kpreme
Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin’ it

These bitches know what I came for
2 guns on me feeling like Django
3 chains on me but they don’t hang low
I put your bitch in a figure 4
I put that brick in a figure 4
Big blood look a egg roll
Yeah, Big gun AR with the telescope
These niggas be telling on telephone
I fuck your bitch and I send her home (yeah)
Flex on these niggas I’m finna strong

Pull up on a block snatch a bitch til a nigga gone
Don’t watch them talk crazy on telephone
These niggas pussy like ?
Hang with more bloods than a stream of an IV
Magical monday no ID (ugh)
Millionaire shorty fuck IQ
She pop sick suckin’ dick
Break em’ down like a Twix
Stayin’ out the mix, gettin’ rich at the Ritz

Me and my niggas stay lit
Grab me a Sprite full of 6 (lean)
All of these bitches ain’t shit (what)
I walk around with a stick
Came up from trapping off licks

Stacks in the corner set, tall about 10 feet
Tats on my body on my arm like I’m Lil Peep
Cut the doors of the G-Waggon like an OG
Fuck a fake nigga, I can die by myself (still)
I only drive in sport cause’ the faster the better
Penthouse shawty, yeah I sleep on God leather
Solid gold chains just to level my self-esteem
On this day came around, got my mother a diamond ring
Earrings that match, all of these bitches want dick that’s a fact
Lil Boat Kpreme ?
like a hedge
Imma Outkast but got more than 3 stacks
?
while k$upreme was rolling up
Check on inbox all the bitches I crack
nigga that’s on god