L.E.D. lyrics

(Intro - Y33TY99)
M- m- m- my name is Y33TY99 and I smoke crack cocai-

(Verse 1 - Y33TY99)
I’m looking for a guy on the top of the hill
Motherf*ckers tryna’ be me, they don’t know that I’m for real
You got some pretty neat sh*t b*tch, I think I’m boutta steal
We just hit 500K, time for a face reveal
I’m trying to take your music video down but Youtube won’t appeal
Why’d you hit me in the f*cking game?
Now I have to heal
You look like Tom from Tom and Jerry, slip on a banana peel
Motherf*ckers trying to be me, I’m the real deal

(Interlude - Y33TY99 & N3ONBR!GHT)
Don’t talk to me
Boutta gеt to get some blasphemy
Trying to promotе your water songs like a tsunami
I'mma pop these pills and take a sip of this f*ckin' tea
Blood is dripping from my knee, Im smokin' on that R.G.B

(Verse 2 - N3ONBR!GHT)
I put that b*tch in R.G.B., I got f*cking L.E.D’s
I'm counting up the f*cking Big Bs, why the f*ck yo b*tch tryna hit me?
Mario Kart Wii, we be doing grand prix
I'm boutta climb up the f*ckin' tree
On your grave I'm boutta griddy, strike it down, might rip out a kidney
Got your girl she sitting on the di*k tip
pus*y with the big lips
Me and Y33TY bound to get rich
Got these vocals low pitched
If you tell, you a big snitch
I pull up with a f*ckin' stick
b*tch x5, I Pull up with a stick
Got yo b*tch all over the di*k
Me and my bros gonna come up, we’re rich
f*ckin’ her on periscope, she got hit
Rolled up 5 blunts last night, smoked it off
R.G.B., my gang, if you diss it then f*ck off
AK type sh*t, 47 shots. pop pop
Pop, pop, pop
I can’t f*ck with a b*tch, if she got a QPP, I’m gonna leave
I can’t find the good sh*t, yeah
My boy Y33TY, he was smoking from pine trees
I just tried to find a loyal hoe, but she don’t love me back
Why they gotta gatekeep
This song is over, that sh*t was short, but now I’m gonna leave (Huh)

(Outro - N3ONBR!GHT & Y33TY99)
Umm, yeah
That- that was the- that was the end of that
Uh, okay let's go now
Ay, you know what's up
Ay, ay
Okay
What's next?