Lil Yachty ft. Tee Grizzley - Dynamic Duo Lyrics

(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Ayy

Ayy lil' Instagram ho, how much you fuckin' for? (And some head)
After me, go in that room and show some love to bro (go get bro together)
Fuck that fame shit (bitch), bitch don't play that role (bitch)
You just another ho (bitch), you just ain't been exposed (yeah)
Ayy, heard niggas lookin' for me, I ain't hidin' jack (never)
I'm prolly in that Cat with an explosive on my lap (boom)
Don't no nigga 'round me stomach touch they back, that's all facts
These niggas all cap, if we deep we all strapped (graah)
They talk good in that studio it's all rats (they talk)
I talk good in that studio it's all facts (that's facts)
The bros look like rappers but them niggas all trap
I'll let that chopper scream like a text with all caps (braah)
MarMar on his way, I love talkin' to my nigga (free bro)
Her head on my lap, she love talkin' to my zipper (noggin')
This MAC'll hit yo' back like you was coughin', lil' nigga
Since you can't stay in yo' place, stay in this coffin, lil' nigga
Ran into this famous bitch, she said want some coke (what else?)
I said what you need, bitch, we got that by the truckload (we got it)
She said she wanna do some' (woo), told her get the fuck on (bitch)
Bitch you a custo', I serve I don't fuck those (bitch)
You know I got the drip, my sweater fifty benji's (five bands)
If I can't fuck the bitch, then she must be in prison (behind bars)
The competition non-existent, I don't see them (nah)
Bro smacked him with that Eagle, bitch my niggas evil (bitch, come here)
That's why I thank God I can eat with rap
'Cause my gun like some silverware, yeah, I can eat with that (eat)
Since he a hot head, add some more heat to that
Let that heater clap, when he drop, we ain't gon' speak on that (baow)
I'll put them shooters on your doorstep (knock, knock)
Then bring yo head back, I'll tell 'em nice job (good job)
Forty-five thousand for the Rolex (what else, nigga)
Another forty thousand for the ice job (bling-blaow)
I just met my plug out in Vegas (out in Vegas)
He bring that bag back, we do inflation (we gon' what?)
Rich nigga dick, bitch, taste it (ho, taste it)
Don't run, be a big girl, take it (bitch, shut up)
The nigga shot my brother, he ain't speakin' (he's not speakin')
Not because he anti-social, he ain't breathin' (he outta here)
Niggas say they got it out the mud (that's all)
I wish I had it that good, I got it out the cement (what else?)
Hold up, how the hate gon' keep me under (huh?)
When the government couldn't keep me down (nah)
Fuck the throne, I just want some money (yeah)
Y'all can keep the crowns
Before my mama went fed, she had ki's and pounds
Told her keep them racks out her trap, it's too much cheese around

I don't want no more rap friends, these niggas bitches (yeah)
I don't compete or beef at all, so that's fictitious (mmm)
I'm concrete as hell fuck a scale, we'll share the riches
I just might ice out your bitch for washin' dishes (mmm)
We won't give a fuck about his words and final wishes
I know some niggas from the 'burbs that's pullin' switches (brr)
Hit the corner soft, let it off, then skirted off
Now they seein' demons every time he turn and toss (slatt)
I know niggas takin' Vicodins, they Randy Moss
I took several trips with a look-a-like Kate Moss (go)
My diamonds cost me extra, it's okay 'cause it's real Voss (wet)
Did a lot of shit before the mask, I paid the cost
My lil' bro a real street sweeper, he get it off
My main bitch, the flyest bitch alive, she never lost
Shit, I may never lose
This shit gon' slap 'em hard, they'll never snooze
My grip so damn tight on my sack, I left a bruise (slatt)
We beat that nigga, left his partner sleepin', there's never rules
If she got anything out of me I wasn't tricked (go, go, go)
They can only get my chain if I lose it, I'm never licked (go, go, go, go)
My homie whacked a nigga and went missin', he really sick (damn)
Opp bitch you ain't my bitch, can't get much but basic dick (damn)
My old bitch was really old, born in '86
Think before my OG got the music had eighty bricks
Moves like the service, wrap my head like the Taliban (brr)
Stretch like the task force with the Backyardigans
I never invest energy in another man (Boat)
Forty-five hundred on a Cartier cardigan (suss)
I was just gettin' neck for my minions
If it don't fit, we hit the tailor and we take it in
Don't know why she was bein' stiff, I had to break it in
Prayin' for my niggas outside, I hope they make it in

Michigan Boy Boat
I'm 'bout to fuck these niggas up