Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lost It , by - Lil Yachty. Release date: 30.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lost It |
| Ayy |
| Helluva made this beat, baby |
| Shitty Boyz |
| On my own wave, in a lil' boat, for real |
| Lil Boat and Tron two goats, for real (On God) |
| Shooter might drop a nuke, he on overkill |
| On this VPN, invisible like the Boatmobile (Skrrt, skrrt) |
| Black Louis belt, take it off, (Bitch) |
| Grab the work and shake it up, feel like Zendaya (Ayy, ayy) |
| Made a dub OT, boy, that’s ten layers (Twenty, boy) |
| Threw a hundred on the chop, I’ma Ben Franklin |
| Pourin' lines of the red like a typo (Woo) |
| In the spaceship, UFO and nitro (Skrrt) |
| Dragon bags, off the fire, Spyro |
| Scorin' dolo, boy, I’m Ivo on the iso (Ivo) |
| Bitch dumb, I just pulled eighty phones out her (I did) |
| Shawn Michaels, told her, «Suck it, I’m a show stopper» (Slapped that bitch) |
| Good thrax and it smell like Davy Jones' Locker |
| Turned him to a ghost with the Tommy, I want more power |
| Dead inside, I ain’t got no heart left (I don’t) |
| In deep, saw my hoodie got a shark head |
| Send a super missile at him if he Clark Kent |
| Just dropped a hundred checks listenin' to «Dark Web» |
| I done looked death in the eyes and lost him (Whew) |
| All that love in my heart, I lost it |
| Where I’m at now, it was worth all the losses |
| Been runnin' from karma my whole life, I’m exhausted (I'm exhausted) |
| And I’m just glad that I lost her (I am) |
| The pain in the rain turned me to a monster (It did, Tron) |
| Put my feelings down and picked up an embosser |
| Flea-flicker, I’ma pass her after Yachty toss her (Ayy, yeah) |
| Big boss, on my hand sixty grand large |
| the automatic chops, I’m like El DeBarge |
| Five racks for that weapon, I’ve been livin' large |
| Nigga try me, I piece up his body like a MasterCard |
| I’m in Miami at the East, twenty floors up |
| I used to scam i8s, left the doors up |
| I fuck on real model bitches, get your hoes up |
| Hang around cons and pros, throwin' fours up |
| 'Member gettin' locked movin' sloppy down in south Florida |
| Three years later, rich as hell, earrings size of quarters |
| Too many shoes in my closet, label me a hoarder |
| My brother but he love to slaughter |
| Gettin' hate from OG’s, I’ma fuck their daughter |
| She want me to rap to her like I’m Vince Carter |
| Even back when I was broke, I didn’t ride MARTA |
| Piece done struck hard on my Uber, I was goin' farther |
| I done looked death in the eyes and lost him |
| All that love in my heart, I lost it |
| Where I’m at now, it was worth all the losses |
| Been runnin' from karma my whole life, I’m exhausted |
| And I’m just glad that I lost her |
| The pain in the rain turned me to a monster |
| Put my feelings down and picked up an embosser |
| Flea-flicker, I’ma pass her after Yachty toss her |