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Lil Yachty - Nuthin' 2 Prove (Full Album // Mediafire)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Yachty
Lil Yachty
Vocals
Cardi B
Cardi B
Vocals
Offset
Offset
Vocals
BlocBoy JB
BlocBoy JB
Vocals
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Miles Parks McCollum
Miles Parks McCollum
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Belcalis Almanzar
Belcalis Almanzar
Songwriter
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Brytavious Lakeith Chambers
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tay Keith
Tay Keith
Producer
Thomas “Tillie” Mann
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I fuck with this shit, man
(Tay Keith, fuck these **** up!) (Word)
[Verse 2]
Hotboxin' in the whip (In the whip)
I don't even smoke
But we drop tops and let it rip (Skrrt ,skrrt)
Pull up if it's smoke (Huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (Word)
Chandelier (Chandelier)
Can you hear? (Huh?)
Who that there?
[Verse 3]
Who want the smoke? (The smoke)
Who want the smoke? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word, word, word)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah)
Who want the smoke? (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke?
[Verse 4]
I-I-I hear shots comin' on the low from hoes I'm higher than
This attention is so flatterin' 'cause they're admirin'
Don't know what's on they mind, but it should be retirement
Get the AARP or this AR get to firin', blatt!
They don't wan' smoke with me
The diamonds is chokin' me
Their pussy need potpourri
These bitches is O and three
And there ain't a lower league, all in my ovaries
The fur on my shoulder mink
Tell me what Hov' would think
I get the money, I am the king of New York
And I rock a sew-in weave, woo
I run it, I run it, I relay the win
They talkin', they talkin', I'm takin' it in
I did not come here to make me new friends
You burn the bridge, ain't no makin' amends
They don't want none (None)
I say it again (Yeah)
They don't want none (None)
I pray for their sins, hah
[Verse 5]
Hotboxin' in the whip (In the whip)
I don't even smoke
But we drop tops and let it rip (Skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up if it's smoke (Huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (Word)
Chandelier (Chandelier)
Can you hear? (Huh?)
Who that there?
[Verse 6]
Who want the smoke? (Who?)
Who want the smoke? (Bard')
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (B-b-b-blatt!)
Who want the smoke? (Who?)
Who want the smoke? (Bard')
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke?
[Verse 7]
Is you fuckin'? (Yeah)
Baby girl, I need to know
Who finna run get the rubbers from the store? (Who there?)
Bitch so damn wet, drippin' on my marble floor (Drip, drip, drip)
Never not strapped, in my city, on my soul
Pull up in a two-seater (Yeah)
In a wife-beater
With my bro, he be bangin' like a car speaker
All black, late night like the Grim Reaper
Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer (Ice)
[Verse 8]
Who want the smoke?
Who want the smoke?
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke?
Who want the smoke?
Who want the smoke?
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? Yeah (Offset)
[Verse 9]
Glock .40 in my coat (Glock)
My bitch keep fire in the Chanel tote (Fire, fire)
Suffocate him, hang him by the rope
Hot potato, bullet, let it go (Brrt-brrt-brrt)
The .44 put him in a yolk (.44)
Pull up in a stolo, think he seen a ghost (Stolo)
And I got the kilo comin' on the boat (Kilo)
We gon' move it fast, vámonos, vámonos (Vámonos)
**** talkin' foul on the d-low (Foul)
Technical, I'm standin' at the line, shoot a free throw
Medical, I sip a couple lines, I'm finito
Impeccable, the Richard Mille lime and the see-through (Impeccable)
Who want the smoke? Wet him up, humble up
Seen the Ghost on the Nawf, got a scope and I hope (Nawf)
That they pull up to the spot with the hoe
Get smoked with the pole in the middle of the store (Smoke)
The SIG pulled out, huhhh, **** had a stroke
Pointed at them ****, shorty, I don't know
Chopper make that bitch (Bark)
Ain't nowhere to go (Spark)
Throw him off the boat
In the river, float (Float)
Thirty-round clip in this clip, clear it (Clear)
I'm in the Wraith, so I'm lookin' at the rear mirror (Mirror)
Free jit, we ain't goin' for that shit, period (Free jit)
Red dots on, these pussy **** on their period (Hey, hey)
Written by: Belcalis Almanzar, Brytavious Chambers, Kiari Kendrell Cephus, Miles Parks McCollum
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