Intro
This my life
Verse 1
I got a hat on my head
I got j's on my feet
You try beef with me
You ain’t lived in the streets
Call me lil yachty
I'm runnin this ship
I knock you right out
Mr boy scout
Run to yo momma
And yo spitting llama
But i don't call it drama momma
You tripping that futurama
Takin my flow get hit the hamma (bah)
Hope out my bed
And i count up my dead
If you f*ck with my bread
You take two to the head
If you ain't heard what i just said
3-round burst
This ain’t the worst
Call me Quavo
Cause huncho houdini is gon
Verse 2
f*ck you rick ross
b*tch n*gga not a boss
In This battle f*ck n*gga you loss
Break in you house call it kick door
Shout to migos
Yo brain is spaghetti
f*ck n*gga not ready
Lil yachty said n*ggas be food just like bacon
Said that i copy you surely mistaken
These b*tches don't care about nothing but races
The hair and the faces
I know some young n*ggas
They rap with they triggers
I don't got a hook
If you Keep on talking sh*t
We pull up on you block get to chief keefin
Bang bang
I look at you serious
Boy why stealing me
I drop the biography
But they wanna copy me
Give you the shells
But i got a problem that nobody knows
I stay rollin like a stoner
f*ck you maybe is a loner
I don't f*ck with seagulls
I know what’s illegal
Very funny
Call it jason segal
Hidden child
You baby not legal
Triple Flame GANG
All my n*ggas got a range
My diamonds they extra
My diamonds say extra
My diamonds irregular
Yo diamonds is regular
Diamonds all on my teeth
And all over my feet
I rap from the street’
Verse 3
They stay hating on me
But they waiting on me
I can’t trust nobody
None of these n*ggas is honest
But Y'all stay waiting on me downfall
Look I’ma keep it straight
I don’t need a rate
f*ck a date
Young kiddlife
Y’all think I don't know
That know y'all hate boa
Be quiet shush
Gimme the rush
I feel Upside down
I do run my town
All of those rappers
Y'all make pointless noise
Rich chigga boy yo music is trash
Man Dat stick
Man that trash
You think that i rap
So that mean i can’t run
You think that i run
So then i can’t rap (aye)
Verse 4
f*ck n*ggas want to call me petty
They mad cause i keep my flow steady
Punched you in yo head now yo brain is spaghetti
Now cut that sh*t off
You still go to skoff
You n*ggas stay mad at me
f*ck this no tragedy `
No one was there for me
Come up stay with n*ggas that believe in me
I rather do than say
Pappy said he lay them down like they lazy
Taking my flow
That mean that you slow
You talk bout my momma
You gon have some drama
But I ain’t rapped up in oklahoma
Im rappin but no Diploma
My classmates like wow
My teachers like damn
Young n*ggas stay hating
I put you to shame
You haters is lame
Get out of my lane
I rap out of school
I rap out the house
Im rappin but don’t need a spouse
Get out of my face
I rap at a pace
I am full of danger guess that make me jace
Story of my life
I rap about my life
Don’t have a girlfriend
Put that on instagram
All of my money put it in rubber band