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Lil Yachty – Final Form Lyrics

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[Verse 1]

I ain’t never got the respect that I truly deserved

That’s why I park them double Ms and Rs on the curb (Helluva made this beat, baby)

FA do two hundred, I’m destined to swerve

All my life these niggas hated, they really some birds

So when my brother got them birds, we stunted on nerds

They ain’t fucking then it’s up, we puntin’ them nerds

We pull up and set the tone, we movе in a herd

Ask her how I’m pull in ’em Ms, from rhyming my words

How thеse bitches lose a spot, from irkin’ my nerves

I don’t wanna be your friend, you niggas is poor

I don’t wanna be your man, you don’t know your credit score

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Know you burnt your shit out tryna impress the core

Might’ve burnt myself twice chasing dirty whores

I done slapped this bitch out, we just made a S’more

Gave this bitch a thousand knowing that she want more

And I’m ruthless

I refuse to take that bitch to Ruth’s Chris

I refuse to do what he do, you ain’t my bitch

I ain’t buyin’ you no watch, that ain’t my wrist

[Bridge]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]

I done broke my bank a hundred times to help these niggas

Wouldn’t nobody gave a fuck if I wasn’t wealthy, nigga

If I get jammed, how many bitches finna write me, nigga?

If I get shot, who at my wake standin’ beside me, nigga?

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Who finna take care of my moms and my sister

When they cryin’ to my picture and they the only ones who really miss me?

Everybody else gon’ go on with they damn life

And my bitch’ll probably go and be somebody wife

That’s why my back against the wall and I be thinking twice

‘Cause would these niggas pay my bills if I couldn’t keep on lights

Bitch say I’m too distant from her, I got every right

I think about my brother Black Gwaluh every night

The lobby tryna hold him down, give ‘em every strike

I really think his lawyer sweet, we might black his eyes

I’m really standin’ on my toes, like you niggas fried

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I ain’t breaking shit down ever, I’m gon’ sell the pie

[Outro]

Mm

I ain’t breaking shit down, I’m gon’ sit up high

From the D to the A, I’ma let it fly

Ooh, Michigan Boy Boat, yeah

My final form, nigga

Let’s get it

Slatt


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