Lil Yachty - He Dead
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{Intro}
(Grow up, nigga)
{Chorus}
No way he just asked me for money
I’m blocking that nigga, he dead
I still kickstand off meds
I’m not finna spank him, he fed
I still put that baby to bed
One million on me like Lisette
I don’t wanna fuck up her head
You want him alive? Bet
I roll with the five, yeah
I’m swappin' out pots, yeah
She leave me with lipstick
I fuck up my (?...) stress
I fuck 'em too good, you fuck 'em for life, you leave 'em with post-stress
{Verse}
I put up the Birkin test
She know that I’m good for it
She got some lil' perky brеasts
That puss got a hook on it
I’m steppin' my foot on it
Coupe whiter than J.P. Morgan
Geekеd up, my AC boomin'
Been ballin', ACL torn
See Lil Yachty LiveGet tickets as low as $73
{Chorus}
No way he just asked me for money
I’m blocking that nigga, he dead
I still kickstand off meds
I’m not finna spank him, he fed
I still put that baby to bed
One million on me like Lisette
I don’t wanna fuck up her head
You want him alive? Bet
I roll with the five, yeah
I’m swappin' out pots, yeah
She leave me with lipstick
I fuck up my (?...) stress
I fuck 'em too good, you fuck 'em for life, you leave 'em with post-stress
…
{Intro}
(Grow up, nigga)
{Chorus}
No way he just asked me for money
I’m blocking that nigga, he dead
I still kickstand off meds
I’m not finna spank him, he fed
I still put that baby to bed
One million on me like Lisette
I don’t wanna fuck up her head
You want him alive? Bet
I roll with the five, yeah
I’m swappin' out pots, yeah
She leave me with lipstick
I fuck up my (?...) stress
I fuck 'em too good, you fuck 'em for life, you leave 'em with post-stress
{Verse}
I put up the Birkin test
She know that I’m good for it
She got some lil' perky brеasts
That puss got a hook on it
I’m steppin' my foot on it
Coupe whiter than J.P. Morgan
Geekеd up, my AC boomin'
Been ballin', ACL torn
See Lil Yachty LiveGet tickets as low as $73
{Chorus}
No way he just asked me for money
I’m blocking that nigga, he dead
I still kickstand off meds
I’m not finna spank him, he fed
I still put that baby to bed
One million on me like Lisette
I don’t wanna fuck up her head
You want him alive? Bet
I roll with the five, yeah
I’m swappin' out pots, yeah
She leave me with lipstick
I fuck up my (?...) stress
I fuck 'em too good, you fuck 'em for life, you leave 'em with post-stress
…