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Lil Yachty – Hybrid Lyrics

Hybrid Lyrics – Lil Yachty

What’s up, Boat?
Ayy, ayy

Track two’s got me euro steppin’ like I’m ball payin’
If it’s smoke, we gon’ send some shots and leave ’em cross faded
Snitches get stitches like, shit, that’s the law ain’t it?
Demolition man, in yo bitch crib wall breakin’
You beggin’ for the sauce, I don’t wanna hear you talk Plankton (Shuttup)
Right side the dub show, my left pocket all Franklins
Chain tri-color but the Buffys, yeah, they caucasian
God bless the skins, free my babies fightin’ fraud cases
Newest Bape, I got it zipped up, she see the rivet in me
2016 I made a killin’ off vanilla gifties
Five years later, self scan still hit for fifty
Hitta finna drop a UAV, really got killers with me
Hi-C, deuce of wock
Y-3, newest Crocs
Five fiends by two o-clock
Hypebeast, Gucci socks
Side street, lose the cops
Try me, they shootin’ Glocks
Trickin’ on a picky bitch like, “Do you like these shoes or not?”

Bro retarded but’ll scribble somethin’ like he DoodleBob
Used to do the Ramen it’s two hundred dollar noodles now
Lil’ smart bitch from U of M, she got some stupid top
Unk, he got some strong dog in, you can’t poodle shop
Garlic rib dinner, it’s take out from the crab house
If we don’t see you, stake out at yo man’s house
Cuttin’ up like a switchblade, finna stab out
Zip of turtle pie to the face, I might pass out
Lyin’ lil’ boujie, all my bitches got a bad mouth
Didn’t wanna fight in middle school, you wanna scrap now?
Put yo hands down, in point two, I’m pullin’ mag out
He had dog shit from EDD but he ran out
Lil’ Boat, BabyTron
Bad Boys in ’89
Exotic pop muddy
Got me walkin’ ’round like Frankenstein
Off White 1’s up like Jordan back in ’85
Prices goin’ up, or a vid you gotta pay me five

How I up a Rolls and Benz at the same time?
How the hell is niggas gangstas graduatin’ from St. Johns?
I don’t follow no one on the road, I paint my own lines
Twenty gifties tryna swipe a Chevy gotta make it mine
Twenty-three done made like thirty million you could check my taxes
Only lettin’ bitches be the runners, yes, I am a sexist
Diamond teeth all throughout my mouth, cost a starter Lexus
Late night just put her on G6, now she on a pegasus
I’m Martin Luther in a room full of Malcom X’s
Really rich, them niggas with they moms, I am not yo exes
Chalkin’ ice, all throughout my cup it’s like a game of Tetris
Niggas bittin’ everythin’ I do, they say I’m too infectious (Go)
If I lose it, give a fuck I buy another one
Spent 100k a hundred times, bitch, I’m Venita son
All these niggas actin’ just like me, shit, I don’t need a son
Fifty niggas all surround my car like I don’t need a gun
Spit shit that have ’em too sick, think he need a wipe
Pop him in his face mid day, you could still see the sun
Five star, top tier bitches doin’ store runs
Ran outta bullets, don’t reload just go buy more guns
Might go up my lil’ sister with a forty-one
Niggas hate I’m gettin’ rich, they broke and forty-one
Yo bitch love to suck dick, leave it on her tongue
Hate to be the one tell you the truth, dog, I know it’s dumb

(Couldn’t have been my bitch)

Play with my name, they in a hoodie like they from Highbridge
New Maybach eco friendly, yes, it’s Hybrid
Glock 19 come off the hip just like a sidekick
Bitch, what’s my name? What’s my name?
Bro kitchen only got chickens like Raisin Cain
These niggas grew up with riches, never felt pain
Superman pills got me lookin’ ’round for Lois Lane

Know it’s us