Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Charmin, artist - Lil Yachty. Album song Lil Boat 3.5, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quality Control
Song language: English
Charmin |
| How you gon' act like |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Mmm, mmm, mmm |
| Broke-ass niggas always wanna chime in |
| Seven figures spent on my diamonds |
| How he on my level? |
| He put no time in |
| Rocky road gang, run from sirens |
| Niggas ain’t tough, niggas Charmin |
| We had all them bad bitches flyin' in |
| Niggas talkin', dig up they brother, he gon' die again |
| Had to pull a couple strings like a violin |
| Did a couple favors for my brother |
| He ran up them racks from a shelter |
| Sleepin' on the floor with no covers, yeah |
| Fuck these niggas, they hoes |
| We had to struggle for toes |
| To get our foot in the door |
| I-I be shinin' on |
| We d-d-d-done it all |
| We done spun it all |
| Fucked her once, then punted off, yeah (Mmm) |
| It’s us (Mmm), slatt |
| Broke-ass niggas always wanna chime in |
| Seven figures spent on my diamonds |
| How he on my level? |
| He put no time in |
| Rocky road gang, run from sirens |
| Niggas ain’t tough, niggas Charmin |
| We had all them bad bitches flyin' in |
| Niggas talkin', dig up they brother, he gon' die again |
| (Yeah, he gon' die again) |
| (Yeah, that’s us, that boy done, yeah) |
| Pull up to the spot, got 'em smilin' (Cheese), yeah |
| I got all the bad bitties wildin' (Wildin'), yeah |
| Money tall as me, it be pilin' (It be pilin'), yeah |
| Heard they mad at me 'cause I’m stylin' |
| Uh, uh, I’ma gon' need me a raft, huh |
| Pull up, get hit with a TEC, huh |
| Hold up, wait, give me a sec (Yeah) |
| Hit the gym, man, I gotta go flex (Flex) |
| Yeah, I got gold and it hang on my neck (Uh) |
| Dodge your shorty, I don’t wanna text |
| Niggas be mummy, I know they be vexed, uh |
| Broke-ass niggas always wanna chime in |
| Seven figures spent on my diamonds |
| How he on my level? |
| He put no time in |
| Rocky road gang, run from sirens |
| Niggas ain’t tough, niggas Charmin |
| We had all them bad bitches flyin' in |
| Niggas talkin', dig up they brother, he gon' die again |