lil yachty - adore me lyrics
[verse 1]
i can’t f-ck with all the fakers
now or later i’ll be cakin’
elevator to the top floor
suck and f-ck her now she top blow
suckin’ d-ck like i’m castro
i’m the n-gga with the cash flows
i got b-tches up in north dakota
i got b-tches up in north dakota
[chorus]
please don’t tell me that you rockin’
please don’t tell me that we gang
cooking up crack in my lane
bagging the dimes in my w-ng
all these f-ck n-ggas is stains
all these f-ck n-ggas is corny
might drop the clip in this ho
’cause little b-tches starting to bore me
[verse 2]
all these little hoes they adore me
bel air white b-tch look like dorky
she f-cking just for some jordans
but i can’t cop for no b-tch
she swerved and i’m gon’ flip the switch
i put that ho in the sport
i copped a crib with a court
stop flexing you ain’t in no force
[interlude]
little b-tch, know what i’m saying?
n-ggas got sh-t f-cked up
know what i’m saying?
i’m the youngest n-gga walking around this b-tch
know what i’m saying?
you gon’ know me when you f-ckin’ see me, n-gga
you knew me before you know me, you dig?
know what i’m saying?
the n-gga with the braids, the red hair all that sh-t
the flyest motherf-cker in here
i’m probably textin’ your b-tch right now
[chorus]
please don’t tell me that you rockin’
please don’t tell me that we gang
cooking up crack in my lane
bagging the dimes in my w-ng
all these f-ck n-ggas is stains
all these f-ck n-ggas is corny
might drop the clip in this ho
’cause little b-tches starting to bore me
[verse 3]
these little b-tches starting to bore me
all these little hoes getting boring
that’s why yachty started touring
that’s why i be driving foreigns
hey, hey, alright
these little b-tches they got me high
why you come if you not sucking c-ck?
why these n-ggas be thinkin’ they bloods?
all my bloods turn they block to a flood
he was tough ’til he saw what it was
all my gang on that gunplay and stuff (what up?)
all my n-ggas look rugged as f-ck
all my life i been jugging for bucks
f-ck a job, i can’t work for no n-gga
so i block post to stack up the figures
columbine shawty, that’s me
i put the hole in his t–th
i put the hole in his t–th
i ran a block with the heat
put a few caps in his feet
make him jump rope to the beat
i f-ck his b-tch with no hezzo
yachty, i might run for prezzo
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