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Yeat - Luh M Ft Septembersrich Lyrics

Goodnight, Darkboy
Luh M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I can see from my new visions, go to different lanes
Swerve on the cops (Skrr)
Yeah, I swerved in the lamb, bitch, I turned it to a chop (Skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (Skrr)
Rock chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (Skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (Uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (Uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
You know what else crazy? My money eight-foot-two (Foot-two)

Rockin' Ricky denim with Balenci' untied shoes (Untied, untied)
We can pull up if you with it, don't gotta ask us to
Bitch, I'm twenty-one, diamonds fifty-two
Got these bitches doin' circles like it's hoola hoop
You say you get money, who the fuck is you?
All my diamonds rainin', matter fact, they bitchin'
Bitch, my money funny (Skrr)
Fucked my money up so much, it told me that it's cumming (Skrr)
They can't sit in the way
All my diamonds flawless (Skrr)
These baguettes don't make mistakes (Skrr)
I don't know nobody, ain't no slices in this cake
All this cake got laced, my money steady as shit
I'm just stayin' to myself, bitch, I can't trust no Jake
All my pockets got to smalling in the YSL
Put the devil on my music, told me I'm the best
I don't care 'bout making friends, I just care 'bout bands
Yeah, bitch I'm on the [?], this shit feel great

Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I can see from my new visions, go to different lanes
Swerve on the cops (Skrr)
Yeah, I swerved in the lamb, bitch, I turned it to a chop (Skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (Skrr)
Rock chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (Skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (Uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (Uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
You know what else crazy? My money eight-foot-two (Foot-two)

Bitch, we touched a M
Bitch, we not your friend
Pulled up in a Lamb', twizz' up in the Benz
Richer than yo' granny, she don't make no sense
Cut off all my friends, them niggas fake as shit
Made a hunnid, thousand, million, billion
Twenty bitches and they stripping
Broke ass nigga he is jealous
Pulled up in a Lamb', bitch we all in France
Fucking all her friends, I just do my dance
Money just came in, nigga fuck advance
Boy you broke as shit, you ain't got no bands
I don't need no deal (Fuck it), I don't need no friends
We just pulled off in a Benz, 'cause we touched a M

Bitch, I touched a M
Bitch, I touched a M
No, I'm not your twizzy, no, I'm not your friend
I can see from my new visions, go to different lanes
Swerve on the cops (Skrr)
Yeah, I swerved in the lamb, bitch, I turned it to a chop (Skrr)
I touched a M then I made it to the top (Skrr)
Rock chane-'ne and some Gucci on my socks (Skrr)
We the lake, it's gon never be a drought
Bitch, your money midget, my money tall as shit (Uh)
Pullin' up on X, bitch, it's time to flex (Uh-uh)
You say that you crazy, bitch, I'm crazy too
You know what else crazy? My money eight-foot-two (Foot-two)