Lyrics Zaytoven – Accomplishments
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Lil Yachty:
Zaytoven
Zay-fuckin’-toven
Fuckin’ on this bitch in the back of somebody house
I don’t want sex from your girl, I would like mouth
My bitch booty got dance like an old couch
Finna’ show my ass, let ’em know what a nigga on
Talkin’ out the neck, crookest way to see a nigga gone
Rollin’ ’round with six different names like I’m Sherlock Holmes
Line gang, I don’t be in touch like a human bone
This bitch wanna’ get fucked, she wanna get flown
Fuck it, she gon’ get flewn, beat it ’til it turn blue
Why I got one bitch, now that I can have two?
Glock on the hip, like once I got glue
Got a little older, then I started hangin’ with the jewels
Big brain shawty with a high enough IQ
Big 3 shots comin’ in on the IV
Nigga got coke on the blanket, it’s LV
Can’t nigga burger tell me nothin’, that’s on God
Niggas at the park lookin’ at me like a young God
Bro, now snatch a nigga chain, call him Rashad
One bitch black, one Asian, now it’s Rush Hour
Thick white bitch, same color, I said cauliflower
Shit ’bout to get real lit, keep the dirt close
In the coupe 2 doors, Bentley truck fuck with those
Fill a bitch up with ’bout 4 hoes
She ain’t tryna’ fuck, that’s a no-go
Kick the bitch out, that’s a waste-hoe
Lil Keed:
All my shooters don’t play, yeah (Don’t play)
I beat that pussy like a bass, yeah (Ooh)
High top shootin’, no lace, yeah (No cap)
Bad bitch came from LA, yeah (LA)
Whole lotta’ shots, no choice (Bang)
I want bitch to come on the place
Yeah, we got choppa, chop, chop off your face
I get a bag and rock on the stage
Chanel, yeah, for real, yeah (Rockstar)
We drippin’ in that shit all day
Don’t forget millions, that’s accomplishment
They fuckin’ with choppa holes, no way
I ain’t fuckin with your old new
I take shots at your momma estate
Just ’cause we don’t care too
I’ma keep drivin’ that Maybach shit
I was drivin’ without no hands, ooh
I hopped in the head case shit
I don’t lose
Know your boys ain’t havin’ no clue
?
Wanna kick that shit with Lil Uzi
I take care, make a move
I pop shit on your order
Niggas, I ain’t playin’ with a looser
We havin’ bad bitches with big booties (Bad bitch, let’s go)
I’m on some slimeball time
I’m with the same ones that pullin’ me down
I ain’t holdin’ up, I’m on the grind
Playin with Lil Keed’s a whole lotta shot
I don’t know why she cryin’, I don’t give a fuck
She know I’m a dog, she know I’m a loc (Yes sir)
Hey, hey
All my shooters don’t play, yeah (Don’t play)
I beat that pussy like a bass, yeah (Ooh)
High top shootin’, no lace, yeah (No cap)
Bad bitch came from LA, yeah (LA)
Whole lotta’ shots, no choice (Bang)
I want bitch to come on the place
Yeah, we got choppa, chop, chop off your face
I get a bag and rock on the stage
Chanel, yeah, for real (Rockstar)
We drippin’ in that shit all day
Don’t forget millions, that’s accomplishment