Lyrics iSpy - Kyle , Lil Yachty
Man,
fuck
What's
wrong
Kyle?
Man,
these
kids,
man,
talkin'
shit,
makin'
me
feel
bad
Man,
fuck
them
kids,
bro!
Look
around,
bro,
look
at
life
Man,
you're
right
Mmm,
you
see?
You
see
these
fine
bitches
over
here?
Yeah,
woah...
You
see
these
trees
man?
You
see
this
water?
I
guess
it
is
okay
Come
on,
man,
you
got
so
much
more
to
appreciate,
man
Man
you
know
what,
y-you're
right...
You
damn
right
I'm
right,
I
can't
remember
a
time
I
was
god-damn
wrong
Man,
thanks,
Lil'
Boat
Hey
man,
that's
what
I'm
here
for
I
ain't
been
gettin'
high...
Well
maybe
a
little,
baby
I
don't
wanna
lie
I
know
when
you
text
me
girl,
I
don't
always
reply
Well
you're
not
an
angel
either,
you
can't
even
fly
I
notice,
you
think
that
you
know
shit
All
this
shade
that's
comin'
at
me,
I
wonder
who
throws
it
They
can't
see
the
vision,
boy
they
must
be
out
of
focus
That's
a
real
hot
album
homie,
I
wonder
who
wrote
it,
oh
shit
Otay,
pray
them
niggas
go
away
Always
hella
clowns
around
it
look
like
Cirque
Du
Soleil
This
is
not
the
album
either,
these
are
just
the
throwaways
This
shit
still
so
cold
when
it
drop,
it's
gonna
be
a
mothafuckin'
snow
day
Ayy,
boy
is
good
and
he
knows
it,
he
don't
say
it,
he
shows
it
I'm
just
like
DeRozan,
if
I
shoot
it,
it
goes
in
I
am
in
Cali
just
coastin',
get
'em
so
wet
they
need
coasters
I
got
a
selfie
with
Oprah,
I
just
ain't
never
post
it
And
I'm
in
my
happy
place
posted,
I
ain't
frown
since
'06
I
ain't
cried
since
'01,
my
pad
like
Six
Flags
and
your
house
is
no
fun
You
can
come
back
to
mine
though,
your
friend
ain't
cute
but
it's
fine
though
We
gon'
end
on
a
high
note
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
A
girlie
I
can
get
'cause
she
don't
get
too
many
likes
A
curly-headed
cutie
I
can
turn
into
my
wife
Wait,
that
means
forever,
ever,
hold
up,
never
mind
Oh,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
A
girlie
I
can
get
'cause
she
don't
get
too
many
likes
A
curly-headed
cutie
I
can
turn
into
my
wife
Wait,
that
means
forever,
ever,
hold
up,
never
mind
Oh
I,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
I
spy,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
Oh
I,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
I
spy,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
Oh
I...
She
said
she
21,
I
might
have
to
I.D.
that
All
my
bitches
come
in
pairs
like
balls
in
my
nutsack
I
remember
ridin'
around
the
city
in
a
Hatchback
Lookin'
for
a
problem
with
my
young
goblins
I'ma
send
a
model
home
with
her
neck
throbbin'
I
done
made
so
much
money
that
it's
non-stoppin'
Got
my
brothers
on
my
back
like
the
last
name
I
remember
tellin'
everyone
I
couldn't
be
tamed
Woah,
six
months
later
I
had
snapped
and
now
I'm
in
the
game
Went
from
fake
chains
to
diamonds
in
another
lane
Went
from
"Can
you
take
me
here?"
to
skrrting
out
the
lane
Went
from
"Damn
this
nigga
lame"
to
remember
my
name
So
I
remember
all
the
people
who
ain't
fucked
with
me
They
went
to
college,
now
all
them
niggas
is
history
Upgraded
from
gold
to
diamonds
in
my
teeth
Riding
deep
in
the
van,
like
we
lookin'
for
a
mystery
(Raggy!)
So
don't
fuck
with
me
No,
lately
I
been
livin'
like
luxury
Boat
and
Kyle
stick
together
like
piano
keys
And
on
my
mother's
mother
I
won't
fuck
a
bitch
without
a
damn
rubber
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
A
girlie
I
can
get
'cause
she
don't
get
too
many
likes
A
curly-headed
cutie
I
can
turn
into
my
wife
Wait,
that
means
forever,
ever,
hold
up,
never
mind
Oh,
I...
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
A
girlie
I
can
get
'cause
she
don't
get
too
many
likes
A
curly-headed
cutie
I
can
turn
into
my
wife
Wait,
that
means
forever,
ever,
hold
up,
never
mind
Oh
I,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
I
spy,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
Oh
I,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
I
spy,
I
spy
with
my
little
eye
Oh
I...
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