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Lirik Lagu 'Lets Get On Dey Ass' - Lil Yachty (YouTube)

Lirik Lagu 'Lets Get On Dey Ass' yang Dinyanyikan oleh Lil Yachty

Sienty Ayu Monica - Selasa, 23 Juli 2024 | 13:05 WIB

Sonora.ID – Berikut ini lirik lagu ‘Lets Get On Dey Ass’ yang Dinyanyikan oleh Lil Yachty dan baru saja dirilis pada 19 Juli 2024.

Melansir Genius, lagu ini diproduksi oleh Kyuro dan Cardo, "Lets Get On Dey Ass" adalah lagu trap dengan synth yang menderu dan nuansa yang umumnya arogan. Yang artinya lagu ini sangat menyenangkan.

Bulan lalu, Lil Yachty dan James Blake merilis album pop ambient berjudul Bad Cameo. Perubahan yang tidak biasa seperti itu semakin umum bagi Yachty, yang menyukai rock psikedelik pada album Let's Start Here tahun lalu.

Namun ia tampaknya selalu ingin kembali ke hip-hop saat suasana hatinya sedang bagus. Contohnya, dalam singel baru "Lets Get On Dey Ass."

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Lirik:

[Intro]
Ever (Yeah)
I'm finna get mean
Turn up the circuits
Turn up the—

[Chorus]
What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crate
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm
(Alright)

[Verse]
Deal me personally, nigga, I'm poppin'
I'm makin' the calls, I'm pointin' the fingers, I'm gettin' 'em dropped
Wеll, well
Ball off to that judge with the rеd shells
He pissy, can't do nothin' to me
He pussy, his bitch wanna do me
I ain't trippin', she came from The Boonies
Like fuck it, I'm sayin' they come show me
It's over, I did it, they owe me
Mm, mm, mm, mm-hmm
Fuckin' 'em up, skrrt on they ass (Huh)
I ran up them Ms and spend it on glass
Fuck, niggas, ain't got no paper, huh, huh
They goin' to water, don't run out of money
I'm payin' to hit with your ho? Ayy, you trippin', buddy
Ha-ha (Ha) ha-ha
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Throw money up in the eco' (Mm)
Shootin' that bitch like a free throw
Maybach since I was a vito (What?)
My brother, my twin, Cardo
I still put the drugs in the cargo (Yeah)
They bills ain't more than my car note (Shoo)
These bitches is buyable, barcode (Yeah)
Huh, run it on auto, yup
The money the motto

[Chorus]
What?
I'm tryna break me a back
Yeah, I'm tryna break me a spine
I'm tryna pour me a eight
Yeah, I'm tryna pour me a dime
I'm tryna order a crate
Yeah, ain't never bought me no lines
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
We finna get on they ass
Mm
(Alright)