Luh m lyrics
by SeptembersRich
[Intro: Yeat]
(Goodnight, Darkboy)
Yeah, b*tch, I touched an M
[Chorus: Yeat]
b*tch, I touched an M, b*tch, I touched an M (A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no, I'm not your friend
I see sh*t from a new vision, got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops (Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb', b*tch, I turned it to a chop (Lil' chop)
I touched an M, then I made it to the top (Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks (Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake, it's gon' never be a drought
b*tch, your money midget, my money tall as sh*t (Uh)
Pullin' up on exes, b*tch, it's time to flex (Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, b*tch, I'm crazy too (Damn)
You know what еlse crazy? My money eight-foot-two (Eight-foot-two, yеah)
[Verse 1: Yeat]
Rockin' Ricky denim with Balenci' untied shoes (Untied, untied)
We can pull up if you with it, don't gotta ask us to
b*tch, I'm twenty-one, diamonds fifty-two
I got these b*tches doin' circles like it's hula hoop
You say you get money, who the f*ck is you?
All my diamonds raining, matter of fact, they b*tchin'
b*tch, my money funny (Skrrt)
f*cked my money up so much, it told me that it's c*mming (Skrrt)
Yeah, they can't sit in the way
All my diamonds flawless (Skrrt), these baguettes don't make mistakes (Skrrt)
I don't know nobody, ain't no slices in this cake, huh
All these kids got lazy, my money stayed in shape
I'm just stayin' to myself, b*tch, I can't trust no jake
All my pockets got too swollen, had to buy a safe
I put the devil on my music, he told me I'm the best
I don't care about making friends, I just care about faith
Yeah, b*tch, I'm on the edge and this sh*t feel great
[Chorus: Yeat]
b*tch, I touched an M, b*tch, I touched an M (A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no, I'm not your friend
I see sh*t from a new vision, got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops (Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb', b*tch, I turned it to a chop (Lil' chop)
I touched an M, then I made it to the top (Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks (Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake, it's gon' never be a drought
b*tch, your money midget, my money tall as sh*t (Uh)
Pullin' up on exes, b*tch, it's time to flex (Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, b*tch, I'm crazy too (Damn)
You know what else crazy? My money eight-foot-two
[Verse 2: SeptembersRich]
b*tch, we touched an M, b*tch, we not your friend (Not your friend)
Pulled up in that Lamb' (Truck), twizz up in the Benz
Richer than your granny, yeah, this sh*t don't make no sense (Nah)
Cut off all my friends (f*ck 'em), them n*ggas fake as sh*t
Made a hundred, thousand, million, billion
Twenty b*tches and they stripping, broke-ass n*gga eating his Chili's
Pulled up in a Lamb', b*tch, we out in France (France)
f*cking all her friends, I just do my dance (Dance)
Money just came in, n*gga, f*ck advance (f*ck it)
Boy, you broke as sh*t, you don't got no bands
I don't need no deal (f*ck it), I don't need no friends
We just pulled off in a Benz 'cause we touched an M (Skrrt)
[Chorus: Yeat]
b*tch, I touched an M, b*tch, I touched an M (A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no, I'm not your friend
I see sh*t from a new vision, got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops (Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb', b*tch, I turned it to a chop (Lil' chop)
I touched an M, then I made it to the top (Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks (Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake, it's gon' never be a drought
b*tch, your money midget, my money tall as sh*t (Uh)
Pullin' up on exes, b*tch, it's time to flex (Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, b*tch, I'm crazy too (Damn)
You know what else crazy? My money eight-foot-two