Charmin
Lil Yachty, Cochise
How you gon' act like?
Yeah, yeah
Mmh, mmh, mmh
Broke-ass niggas always wanna chime in
Seven figures spent on my diamonds
How he on my level? He ain't puttin' no time in
Rocky road gang, run from sirens
Niggas ain't tough, niggas Charmin
We had all them bad bitches flyin' in
Niggas talkin', dig up they brother, he gon' die again
Had to pull a couple strings like a violin
Did a couple favors for my brother
He ran up them racks from a shelter
Sleepin' on the floor with no covers, yeah
Fuck these niggas, they hoes
We had to struggle for toes
To get our foot in the door
I-i be shinin' on
We d-d-d-done it all
We done spun it all
Fucked her once, then punted off, yeah (mh)
It's us (mh), slatt
Broke-ass niggas always wanna chime in
Seven figures spent on my diamonds
How he on my level? He ain't puttin' no time in
Rocky road gang, run from sirens
Niggas ain't tough, niggas Charmin
We had all them bad bitches flyin' in
Niggas talkin', dig up they brother, he gon' die again
(He gon' die again)
(Yeah, that's us, that boy done, yeah)
Pull up to the spot, got 'em smilin' (cheese), yeah
I got all the bad bitties wildin' (wildin'), yeah
Money tall as me, it be pilin' (it be pilin'), yeah
Heard they mad at me 'cause I'm stylin'
Uh, uh, I'ma gon' need me a raft, huh
Pull up, get hit with a TEC, huh
Hold up, wait, give me a sec (yeah)
Hit the gym, man, I gotta go flex (flex)
Yeah, I got gold and it hang on my neck (uh)
Dodge your shorty, I don't wanna text (uh)
Niggas be mummy, I know they be vexed, uh (uh)
Broke-ass niggas always wanna chime in
Seven figures spent on my diamonds
How he on my level? He put no time in
Rocky road gang, run from sirens
Niggas ain't tough, niggas Charmin
We had all them bad bitches flyin' in
Niggas talkin', dig up they brother, he gon' die again
Written by: Dimitri Andic, Miles Parks McCollum, Terrell CoxLyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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