let s get on dey ass

Lil Yachty

Ever (Yeah)
I m finna get mean
Turn up the circuits
Turn up the?

What?
I m tryna break me a back
Yeah, I m tryna break me a spine
I m tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I m tryna pour me a dime
I m tryna order a crate
Yeah, ain t never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm
(Alright)

Deal me personally, nigga, I m poppin
I m makin the calls, I m pointin the fingers
I m gettin em dropped
W?ll, well
Ball off to that judge with the r?d shells
He pissy, can t do nothin to me
He pussy, his bitch wanna do me
I ain t trippin , she came from The Boonies
Like fuck it, I said it, come show me
It s over, I did it, they owe me
Mm, mm, mm, mm-hmm
Fuckin em up, skrrt on they ass (Huh)
I ran up them Ms and spend it on glass
Fuck, niggas, ain t got no paper, huh, huh
They goin to water, don t run out of money
I m payin to hit with your ho? Ayy, you trippin , buddy
Ha-ha (Ha) , ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Throw money up in the eco (Mm)
Shootin that bitch like a free throw
Maybach since I was a vito (What?)
My brother, my twin, Cardo
I still put the drugs in the cargo (Yeah)
They bills ain t more than my car note (Shoo)
These bitches is buyable, barcode (Yeah)
Huh, run it on auto, yup
The money the motto

What?
I m tryna break me a back
Yeah, I m tryna break me a spine
I m tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I m tryna pour me a dime
I m tryna order a crate
Yeah, ain t never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm
(Alright)