Accomplishments lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
Zaytoven
Zay-f*ckin'-toven

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
f*ckin' on his b*tch in the back of somebody house
If it ain't Zay, then it's up like your brother's spouse
I don't want sex from your girl, I would like mouth
My b*tch booty got dents like an old couch
Finna show my ass, let 'em know what a n*gga on
Talkin' out the neck, quickest way to see a n*gga gone
Roll around with six different names like I'm Sean Combs
My gang, I'ma be attached like a human bone
This b*tch wanna get f*cked, she gon' get flown
f*ck it, she gon' get flew, beat it 'til it turn blue (Go 'head)
Why got one b*tch? n*gga, I can have two
Glock on the hip like one side got glue
Got a little older, then I started hangin' with the Jews
Big bank shawty with a high enough IQ (Ayy)
Big three shots comin' in on the IV
n*gga got coke on the blanket, it's LV
Can't a n*gga broker tell me nothin' and that's on God
n*ggas at the park lookin' at me like a young god
Bro'nem snatch a n*gga chain, call him Rashad
One b*tch black, one Asian, now it's Rush Hour
Thick white b*tch, same color as some cauliflower
sh*t 'bout to get real lit, keep the door closed
Bentley coupe two doors, Bentley truck four doors (Go)
Fill a b*tch up with 'bout four holes
She ain't tryna f*ck, that's a no-go (Ayy)
Kick the b*tch out, that's a waste ho
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Hey, hey (Keed, talk to 'em)
I know shooters, don't play, yeah (Don't play)
Beat that pus*y like a bass, yeah (Boom)
High top shoes, no lace, yeah (No cap)
Bad b*tch came from L.A., yeah (L.A.)
Whole lotta shots, no trace (Bang)
I walked in, tryna call my own plays (Tryna call 'em)
Yeah, we got a chopper, chop the top off the Wraith (Chop-chop, chop-chop)
I count a backend just to rock out the stage (Yeah)
Chanel, yeah, for real, yeah (Rockstar)
We drippin' this sh*t all day (Yeah)
Go get millions, that's accomplishment (Keed, talk to 'em)

[Verse 2: Lil Keed]
Ain't f*ckin' with y'all borin' hoes, no way (No, sir)
I ain't f*ckin with y'all, oh no (Let's go)
I send shots where your mother stay (Say what?)
Just 'cause we don't care too
I was geeked out in that Maybach, sh*t (Yes, sir)
I was drivin' it with no hands, ooh (Skrrt, skrrt)
I hopped in the Hellcat, sh*t
I'm drivin' it with no hands too (No cap)
I don't lose (No, sir)
No, y'all boys ain't havin' no clue (Let's go), yeah
Smokin' big blunts of White Runtz
While I'm kicking sh*t with Lil Uzi
I'll take the cam', make a movie, yeah (Yeah)
I'll pop the sh*t on your order (Pop it)
n*ggas ain't playin', we'll lose it
We havin' bad b*tches, big booties (Bad b*tches, let's go, Keed, talk to 'em)
I'm on some slimeball time (Slatt, slatt)
I bring them slimeballs 'round (Slatt)
I'm with the same ones that pullin' me down (Yeah)
Ain't holdin' up, I'm on the grind
Play with Lil Keed, it's a whole lotta shots
I don't know why she cryin', I don't give a f*ck (Uh-uh)
She know I'm a dog, she know I'ma lie (Yes, sir)
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Hey, hey (Keed, talk to 'em)
I know shooters, don't play, yeah (Don't play)
Beat that pus*y like a bass, yeah (Boom)
High top shoes, no lace, yeah (No cap)
Bad b*tch came from L.A., yeah (L.A.)
Whole lotta shots, no trace (Bang)
I walked in, tryna call my own plays (Tryna call 'em)
Yeah, we got a chopper, chop the top off the Wraith (Chop-chop, chop-chop)
I count a backend just to rock out the stage (Yeah)
Chanel, yeah, for real, yeah (Rockstar)
We drippin' this sh*t all day (Yeah)
Go get millions, that's accomplishment