Ghetto Boy Shit - Lil Yachty, Rmc Mike

Yea

(Who The Hell Is Carlo?)

Bitch

GhettoBoyShit (Hey)

I just pulled off in a six, pulled up on yo bitch (Hey)

I just pulled up with a stick, put one in yo shit (Hey)

I just started off with shit, now I’m feelin' rich (Huh)

Unky want a whole brick, meet me at 906 (Huh)

Lowkey bro mad as hell, he couldn’t find no tris

He tried to stunt with 36, he need to hide his wrists

Bored with the lean, I grabbed the Vernors, drop a pint in it

I just rolled up a wood with my opp’s life in it

Unc' stabbing niggas in the feds 'cause he got life in it

Quiet bitch got some good head, but she got lice in it

Bitch ain’t tryna fuck the squad for free, what’s the price for it?

Buss down Cartier wires with the lightest tints

When I die burn my money, I ain’t sharing shit (Go)

Carbon fiber ARs with the trigger hairs on it

My bitch booty so damn big, I could sit a chair on it

Not sitting in a chair, sit a chair on her (Damn)

Told her I’m a shut her ass up if she keep saying «Prrr» (Damn)

Twelve Wock lines in the two, think this shit a cure (Yeah)

Fucked her raw and didn’t catch shit, I am too pure (Yeah)

Almost put a bullet in the wrong nigga, we was not sure

Niggas- opps, that’s yo dad fault

Pulled up in a coupe it was all black, look like a asphalt (Damn, damn)

I let my cash talk (Damn)

This bitch could lay on her back and let her ass walk (Walk, go)

I know you miss yo mans

He’s never coming back, shit had hit the fan

Knew that I would always be rich, It was in the plans (Yes)

I am in a million dollar club, I don’t flex grams

80 miles for fangs in my teeth, Bitch I’m X-Man

Unc whip this shit up with perfection, got the best grams

Nigga pulled up with a X10, I let the Vette spin

This shit right here will cave your vest in, it’s a FN

I’m just tryna fuck my best friend watching Netflix

Draco flash when I send a shot, I take the best pics

Let a nigga touch one of my brothers, equal death wish

Lot of fuck niggas ran out of bond when I stepped in

Ten thousand blues shipped them outta town just for a necklace

Ghettoboyz signed Lil Boat, we some legends

Don’t come around acting all weird, that shit depressing

Ain’t nothing but some killas and some hustlas in my section

PLR with a hundred rounds on it, lethal weapon

Yachty said he like that shit talking too, so we connected

If RMC stand for Rich Man Clique, then I’m in it too

The first car I got was a G-Wagon, it was baby blue

Used to drive my mom’s BMW, it was a different hue

Riding round in the whip with a largo, let it at the Q

Twenty thousand in cash for a photo, I am not like you

Used to ride around in a stolo, We was different dudes

(We known) Known for breaking rules

Dog got out jail, doing right and tryna come home

Say they was gon' rob me, I said «Who?»

like I’m Michael Jones

Niggas bitchin' too much, they cycle too long

It’s us