"Sex Mula / Pete" lyrics

[Lil Yachty:]
My brother Jim [?] pass that
Run that back, that nigga
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
That nigga get down, I showed him my twin, lil' bro

I done did shit that niggas couldn't ever fathom
Pourin' purple atoms in club basements, come up pattern (Brrt)
Iced the plot, I'm beating that nigga in a Saturn
Fuckin' on a ho from Auburn, goth, thick and awesome (Right)
Spending six figures on my syrup, costin' (Mm)
I don't know where bro leanin' now that we all rich
I got Chrome blankets like I'm richer
Behind us, sing like Bruce Prichard
Outfits suck, get the fuck out the picture
New Birkin I bought for my bitch killed a lizard (Right)
All my hoes different, lookin' like dessert
Nigga wanna pop it, come outside and get this work
Keep on playin', beat inside that pussy, I'ma squirt
Nigga wanna rap with the best, he'll get merked, you savin' (Hm)
Nigga wanna rap with the best, huh, get dealt with
Louis V wrapped around the waist of a fat bitch
Lips plush, plump like a pillow on a five-star
Fifteen bitches on me like I stumbled in a lesbo' bar
I got ten, eleven cars
I was younger when Lil Reese told me I would take it far, so I took it out to mars
I'm Concrete's finest, all of the bitches wanna fuck me, I'm honest
Honestly sayin', pick a pocket, brought the K and he wasn't checkin'
Put my woody on a flight down and get to steppin'
Treat me like I'm 2002 David Beckham
Geek out with your boy, I put his X up your rectum
Lookin' in the mirror tryna study perfection
I don't use my fist, pussy, I'ma use a weapon
I'm throwin' gang signs up like I can't speak
Can't hop around that gang, she too quick to use her beak
My twin been in the cell a couple years, ain't miss a beat

[LUCKI:]
Ha, my life in the hills, and it still ain't for the weak
Fast ho live in the fast lane, that bitch go weak
One day, I be asleep
Have nightmares of your honor and be fallin' for a ho
And tryna entertain, but she ain't eat
Balancin' my life, and she said, "Which one I'ma keep?"
Ayy, this cup right cost a section
Just because she pretty, I'll never bring her home
After this, we probably see and don't speak
Just 'cause you don't know me without a reach
A five in a Fanta, bloody red, look like it's been used for pink
What's good for you could be dangerous for me
I'm still glad you feel fine, just my people just not here no more, remind me
Heard and went about when I flew out, it's just timing
I think you the realest bitch ever, I could be biased
You knowin' that I'm lyin', I respect that shit for trying
I'm movin' up like you've never seen, in my G6, only diet
Playin' that card game, play for that, whatever I want, yeah, I pay for that
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Playin' that card game, play for that, whatever I bring in, I pay for that

[Lil Yachty:]
This bitch a lightweight, snack pack, bubble butt
Don't touch the calves on my eater, she got double-dutch for days
I got bombs in your place, a hundred million ways to make millions every day
Shit lit like sage, I start putting on [?]
My glasses cost too much to have a camera in it, that's gay
Nigga, what's the way? What you on, what's your way?
Pull up in a tank like I'm raised on the Bays
Call up the plug, I been acting like a J
Walkin' 'round this bitch, like on my shoulder, it's a Lays
Feel like [?], clean it up and serve it out
You're pretty when you pout, I been tryna fix that drought
Brand-new Birkin, same color as sauerkraut
Fuck your body, I'm in love with your mouth
She gettin' super snotty, I been sliming out, no doubts
I don't care that I'm on, if I want ya gone, you're out
My bitch so super cunt, I love her super mouth
There's plastic on my couch, she clenching from the South
I never leave my house, this shit player, this shit right
Demon in the night got me fuckin' up the fight
A million times you're wrong don't matter when you're finally right
Bustin' through the pipe, trappin' on the Skype

[Outro:]
In the meantime, if Omar comin' for any of us, he comin' for me