Dirty Mouth (Explicit)

Dirty Mouth (Explicit) - Lil Yachty

Written by：Miles Parks McCollum/Samuel Gloade/Thomas Mann/Lamont Porter

Man I'm on some sh*t right now

I'm on some some some rich ni**a sh*t

Some millionaire sh*t

Cause lot you niggas is p**sy

All you niggas is broke

I know these niggas is not really doin' what they pretendin' be

Suck my dick b**ch

I only care 'bout my enemies uh

My new crib came with amenities uh

You gotta pay for my energy

You gotta pay for my ooh

Hey don't make me pop up the truck

Ooh don't make me two hand the pump

Ooh don't make me call up my bros

Pull up and go dunk dunk dunk

Yeah I just told these niggas to see me

Uh I know your lil' bro wanna be me

Uh I know your lil' sis wanna freak me

That's prolly why you wanna shoot me

That's why your auntie is a groupie

Huh send me pictures of her coochie

She said they nicknamed her juicy

Cause she keep a wet p**sy yeah

P**sy ni**a don't push me what

Pull up deep not just me

Uh bought a brand new chain

That sh*t dance like n sync Justin

I saw your rolex brother

That b******t started rustin'

None of you niggas impress me

None of you niggas will press me

Uh I get more p**sy than preston

My niggas bang red page me that's for real

I made a full million off my deal

I made a full 5 off the next

Stupid b**ch tried find out my name

I screamed shawty every single text

Uh b**ch I bite like a t rex

Yeah my future b**ch look better than my next

My next b**ch look like a top model

She suck dick like a baby bottle grr

I'ma tell you like this man

Youngest ni**a in this motherf**ker man

I'm not askin' for your respect

I give a f**k if you f**k with me ni**a

I'm talkin''bout the letter before n ni**a

M's b**ch boy

I didn't ask for respect uh

All I care 'bout is my check who

Louis vuitton on my sneakers

My main b**ch a dicker she is a dick pleaser

Uh I never miss like I'm curry

Yeah ain't eat that p**sy if it's furry

Uh my p**sy pink just like Kirby

My b**ch sucked it up like Kirby

Like it's kentucky derby

She tote pistols so no one can hurt me

Don't even try though

I hit your mom at the high house

Then I hit off of her waffle house

That b**ch can never see my penthouse

Sh*t that's just a fact

Uh I nutted all on her back

Uh I nutted all in her tracks

Uh send my black card to her cracks

Huh nasty young ni**a I'm all with it

Post in the block with a ball fitted

Post on the block with the same niggas

I got that guap and it changed niggas

Rappin' a** niggas love dracos

I love the ar 'cause it range niggas

And s'posed to talk about guns

Cause I got a lot of sh*t goin'

I was tryna be the nice guy

'Til these niggas thought I was hoein'

These niggas thought I was p**sy why

I had to show 'em I'm 'bout it

I put that b**ch in my snapchat

She shots of bacardi

She gon' suck that for one rammy

First it felt like it was linguine bunny

I can't front like I didn't come from my county

Y'all know where I'm from I'm my Daddy's son

B**ch I never switched up one time

Pick up the bag and it was ice time

This bougie b**ch say that she hungry

Well stupid lil' b**ch it is rice time