T.D (Lil Yachty & Tierra Whack feat. A$AP Rocky & Tyler, The Creator)

Woah
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy, damn
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy (Lil Boat)
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy
 I'm in his bitch like, ayy
 I'ma need a minute before I walk in, ayy
 I'ma need me a bitch before it turn ten, uh
 I'ma need me a front and backend all cash stacked in
 Ridin' around town and I'm downtown
 Big boy gat I don't back down
 Talkin' big shit, I got a sack now
 Fuckin' bad bitches, I'll blow a bitch back now (fuck)
 Woah
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy, damn
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy (Lil Boat)
 I'm in this bitch like, ayy
 I'm in his bitch like, ayy (uh, I'm in his bitch)
 Back to the bando
 I Tokyo Drift like the sample
 When shit wasn't sweet and so simple
 When it was just churches and candles
 We ain't have no Turks and no Caicos (nah)
 No fresh pedicure for the sandals (nah)
 We learned how to pedal, no handles
 Back when we traveled, we trapped and we peddled right front of the Santos (uh)
 Like who wanna match? I'm runnin' the maps
 I run it like laps, they runnin' in last
 I might overlap and won't double back 'cause my past is my past
 They all from my path and part on my back
 She wanted a bag, wanted some Raf
 Mines came with a name, hers came with some change
 We want the same thing, let's not get offtrack (yeah, uh, uh)
 Back up in that bitch skatin' (skatin')
 My wrist alone is the Ritz, I'm sayin' (bling)
 Super Saiyan blonde, her lacefront on (uh)
 Makeup, don't make me wait too long (yeah)
 Flippin' rates of that Grey Poupon
 I play you food for all
 My bitch watch VH-1, first 60 days, RuPaul
 She been around Tyler way too long
 Um
 It's young T and he be that boy
 I talk death but I don't like guns
 I talk love, but I don't got none
 They talk charts but they don't got one
 You got a stage then it's one-point-one for one hour
 Niggas came second to me they so sour
 Had a slow climb that's why they all doubt 'em
 And still came out on top now that's power (uh)
 Fuck they respect I won't miss a step I won't intercept
 The tip of my tongue I still got my soul and still got the check like
 Bling bling, bitch, I feel like Juvie
 Raw as fuck, bitch, I feel like sushi
 Watch Blank Face and feel like Groovy
 Neck lookin' like a thot in labor
 But it's goin' up like it's an escalator
 Boys goin' down like Titanic sailor
 Yachty here and him from Decatur
 Flacko freer than a Costco plate of them samples. nigga
 I'm ample, huh
 When that suit come on, I throw a tantrum (hoo)
 That's Igor Igor, he a hot potato
 Y'all small fries for example nigga, um
 Don't run with the ride-a-long nigga
 Nigga I'm a catalog, I'm a human Adderall
 Little ass bitch, nah, you ain't in my category
 Unicorn rare better put a saddle on, nigga
 Y'all rappity-rap, y'all critically 'claimed they gassin' you up
 I went to your show and took little nap (trash)
 That's why we not in the same bracket of tax
 I'm that nigga, bitch
 I did it all with the passion I'm a god in this fashion
 Niggas tryna fit in with their arms in the jacket (ugh)
 Had to pull myself together like it's all elastic
 Got the heart of a dragon I'm a star, call me Patrick
 Heard the bitch was talkin' shit so I caught him in traffic
 I'm the type to walk in your house and shit on your mattress
 (Slow down, you're spitting everywhere), ugh
 I'm good, you could take it all away (yeah)
 I'm God, you follow me 'cause I know the way (God)
 I'm in Philly and we all fly (huh)
 If we don't got the whip we do the walk-by (yee)
 On your new picture we archive (ugh)
 If we cross paths leave you cross-eyed
 Had to slap a bitch chose the wrong side (ooh)
 Mob ties bitch you get hog-tied you chose the wrong side
 Mrs. Whack I love your flow nobody rhymin' like that
 Had to clean out my trunk to put your mom in the back
 The cops pulled me over they don't know your mom in the back
 Big Whack makin' niggas take herbal and naps
 These hoes can't rap they need a permanent pack
 I ain't fuckin' with you boys need the cervical cap
 Okay I'm bored
 Okay I'm tired
 Sleepy huh
 Yeah I don't wanna be like nobody else (else)
 Lookin' so good I might ride myself (self)
 Realize I gotta hide the wealth (wealth)
 Told bro it's okay to be rich and stealth (yee)
 22 I might go fuck a MILF (MILF)
 My two assistants both white as milk (milk)
 Maybach inside came soft as silk (silk)
 Put a bitch on the molly now she tilt
 This bitch been killed built like a crushed can
 Makin' rap friends more sketch than a white van
 Billionaire Boat, more freedom than a white man
 Fuckin' on a bitch and she sound like a hype man
 Lookin' for a fly nigga I'm what you type in (go)
 Been counted out since I could count (yes)
 Got a public and a private account (yes)
 For my bank and not my Insta', bitch