Bitcoin lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Get this fetty (Fetty)
Bought me a piece, that sh*t was a hunnid, it wasn't even ready (Pff)
She gave me spaghetti the first year had me met, this sh*t get tragic (Slatt)
Out in Miami, it feel like Orlando with all this magic (All this magic)
Off of this black boot, late night, sh*t Jurassic (sh*t get Jurassic)
And my MILF look like Angela Bassett (Angela Bassett)
f*ck all my opps, they get shot just like a basket (Just like a basket)
Closed casket, line 'em up like a cassette (Like a cassette)
Your favorite street rapper sassier, I run way past him (Frrrr)
This b*tch came with her friend, [?] in here like [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm in Louis V', make me a sandwich, white not wheat (White not wheat)
Grown men worried 'bout me, I got sand on my feet (Sand on my feet)
I keep all my b*tches happy so they call me daddy (Uhh, uhh)
Five hours early to the addy 'cause I popped three Addys' (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah, It's us)
I can't sleep or think too deep when I get in that mode
Yeah we had a batch of slime who got bad over hoes
All my brothers live by that code, we all stand on toes
Yeah
Can't no n*gga take nothin' from me, and I stand on that
Everything I got I earned, all my bridges burned
n*gga crossed me once before, I bet his lesson learned

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Posted outside, where the slimes at
Off a G-6 she climax, got a good batch
Posted with some billionairs, f*ck a hood rat
Lost a couple million on Bitcoin, don't feel bad (Don't feel bad for me)
Don't feel bad for me, I'm rich, I'm straight, I'm good, I'm always set
Dior collar sittin' on my neck, a hunnid thousand baguettes
Two-faced b*tches mad at me 'cause I won't give 'em sex