Lil Yachty – XMen Lyrics

XMen by Lil Yachty
Album : Teenage Emotions
Released : May 26, 2017
Genre : Hip-Hop/Rap
Label : Quality Control Music, LLC

[Lil Yachty:]
Ayy, uh, ayy, bitch
Ayy, Lil Boat, uh, Lil Boat, yeah, Lil Boat

Runnin’ head first in your shindig (uh)
Boy your raps weak, keep your day gig (uh)
19 years old, I got 7 figs (yeah)
Break the bitch back like a tree twig (bitch)
I love myself more than anybody (anybody)
Fuck I look like in a Masarati?
I leave that shit to the trap stars (real)
A nigga like me, I’m a busy body (Lil Boat)
Lie on my name and get relevant (what)
Later you’ll tell the truth, sayin’ sorry (brrr)
My AR keep a AR (doo doo)
He find that heat while he tote the heat
Big booty bitch, that’s a cheat sheet, uh
She finished, she want a meat peek, uh
Take the lil’ bitch to the bathroom (yeah)
Let her eat all of my skeet skeet, uh
Cool, you gettin’ dub money (what)
I’m gettin’ one-twenty up money (true)
I’m gettin’ two-thirty plus money (true)
I saw your Patek, it look funny
You goin’ downhill like Gumby cut (yeah)
My bitch upscale, she a fancy slut (yeah)
I want a brand new Bentley coupe (woo)
I don’t really fuck with that Bentley truck (skrrt skrrt)

[Evander Griiim:]
Lot of foreign
Fuck I just started?
Wishin’ to Henny
Diamonds on flex
Tuck it, I’m blessed
Drippin’, I’m wet
Fuck her, she wet
Ooh, big body Benz
Hop out, president
Rollie president
Ice out all my friends
Call us X-Men
Cyclops Fendis, yeah
Swipe, swipe, swipe
Take a sip, bye

[Lil Yachty:]
Niggas always sayin’ what they finna do next
Shawty told me she not into you, next
Ain’t really for all that pillow talk
But I put my nut where she kisses you
Yes, I’m a dog with a Gucci collar
I get that brain like a Harvard scholar
I’m sure you saw that one comin’
But I bet you ain’t seen a million dollars
I like to stunt on a bitch boy, uh
Diamonds is sick ’cause my wrist toy, uh
Niggas be simply decoys, ooh
Test me, my niggas gon’ deploy, grrr
I’m bangin’, I’m bangin’, I’m passin’ ’em, mmm
Countin’ it, stackin’ it, flexin’ it, yeah
If she pretty, promise I’m sexin’ it (woo)
Don’t give me no gift, ain’t no checkin’ it (nah)
You talk to me crazy, I’m checkin’ you (grr)
I really feel broke standin’ next to you (what)
You don’t have a place in my heart, bro (nope)
I saw what you’re drive as a car, bro (what)
You shouldn’t want beef from the start (uh-uh)
Everywhere I drive leave marks (yeah)
All of you niggas is marks (yeah)
You stinky and dirty like farts (uh)

[Evander Griiim:]
Lot of foreign
Fuck I just started?
Wishin’ to Henny
Diamonds on flex
Tuck it, I’m blessed
Drippin’, I’m wet
Fuck her, she wet
Ooh, big body Benz
Hop out, president
Rollie president
Ice out all my friends
Call us X-Men
Cyclops Fendis, yeah
Swipe, swipe, swipe
Take a sip, bye

[Lil Yachty:]
Yeah

● Lil Yachty – Teenage Emotions (Album Tracklist)
01. Like A Star
02. DN Freestyle
03. Peek A Boo
04. Dirty Mouth
05. Harley
06. All Around Me
07. Say My Name
08. All You Had to Say
09. Better
10. Forever Young
11. Lady in Yellow
12. Moments in Time
13. Otha Shit (Interlude)
14. XMen
15. Bring It Back
16. Running With the Ghost
17. FYI (I Know Now)
18. Priorities
19. No More
20. Made of Glass
21. Momma (Outro)

 

○ Listen to “Lil Yachty” Songs

● “Free K$upreme Freestyle ”

[ Quotable ]
Knot full of guap, when you out we gon’ spend it
Bitch from the bay, when I link we gon’ bend it
Next check I get I’ma cop you a pendant
VVS diamonds, if I shine then you shine
Still NAZ, I can’t switch up on my gang
I remember when ya braids didn’t hang
I remember nobody knew our name
Now we up higher, more higher than most
End of the year we gon skrt off in Ghost
When you get out we gon’ tour coast to coast

● “We Got It  ”

[ Quotable ]
Damn that ho a little thottie she fucked on my bro
24 inches, I sit above the floor
In another country with Lil Rich here, we shoppin’ at different stores
I know you niggas tryna figure out where we got this shit
26 goin’ nigga rich

● “Run It ”

[ Quotable ]
Nigga mad Boat fucked his mistress
India Love on my wish list
Sawed off shotty for the bodies
If I see Purpp that’s a homi
That’s on my soul, that’s on God (Fuck Purpp)
For all my brothers I ride, ride
Run off the wheels on that five
I need that honey that, hive

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