Coffin (Explicit)
Lil Yachty"Coffin (Explicit)" is a song by Lil Yachty, released in 2020 in the Pop genre. The song is 1:25 long and contains 66 lines and 323 words.
Lyrics
0:00Buddah bless this beat
0:01It's us
0:03Hit 'em with the Jab
0:05Strappin' the keeper mm uh keepin' the keys on uh
0:07Keepin' the keys to the WAP when I pull out
0:08Boys
0:09Go okay slatt okay d**n 'crete 'kay
0:12Keepin' the keys to the coupe when I pull out
0:14Brrt
0:14Gimme the keys to the 'crete when I pull out
0:16'Crete 'crete
0:17Gimme the keys to the coupe I'ma pull out
0:20Skrrt
0:21Gimme the keys to the coupe I'ma
0:22Skrrt uh
0:24Go I'm on the top of this s**t
0:26Yeah
0:27Okay okay
0:28Earl on thе Beat
0:29Okay
0:29Concrete Boys
0:30Gimmе the keys to the coupe I'ma pull out
0:31Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out
0:33Ew
0:33Walk in the spot fifty deep with the tool out
0:35They know that it's us show out at the cookout
0:36Slatt go
0:38We gettin' money don't care 'bout what they on
0:39Us
0:40Finger f**k hunnids at home all alone
0:41In a suit with a stick like Capone
0:43Beep
0:43Bo for the Jackson like Shamone
0:45I took the chrome to chrome
0:46Shamone
0:47I took his b***h I boned
0:48Beezy
0:48I made her leave her phone yes
0:50Yeah oh
0:52Who said we ain't made records
0:53Go
0:54Rich-a*s still eatin' Checkers
0:55Still pull up double decker
0:57Boys
0:57Still control the whole Mecca
0:59Still that n***a still
1:00Still
1:01I still f**k her I will
1:02Will
1:02Might put this b***h in my will
1:04Will
1:04Wait hold on you're gon' do what
1:06You're trippin' n***a I'm from n***a
1:06Us chill
1:08F**kin' this b***h in the hills
1:09I ain't even lick her she wet as a eel
1:12Ew n***a I'm just talkin'
1:16Oh my God
1:16Get on these beats and I'm not even rappin'
1:18I'm literally flossin' and walkin'
1:19Walk
1:20Get on these beats that I'm literally walkin'
1:21On God I really be flossin'
1:23Walk
1:23B***h in the sheets hit that b***h from the back
1:25Put the p***y inside of a coffin
Buddah bless this beat It's us Hit 'em with the Jab Strappin' the keeper mm uh keepin' the keys on uh Keepin' the keys to the WAP when I pull out Boys Go okay slatt okay d**n 'crete 'kay Keepin' the keys to the coupe when I pull out Brrt Gimme the keys to the 'crete when I pull out 'Crete 'crete Gimme the keys to the coupe I'ma pull out Skrrt Gimme the keys to the coupe I'ma Skrrt uh Go I'm on the top of this s**t Yeah Okay okay Earl on thе Beat Okay Concrete Boys Gimmе the keys to the coupe I'ma pull out Gotta wear condoms 'cause I do not pull out Ew Walk in the spot fifty deep with the tool out They know that it's us show out at the cookout Slatt go We gettin' money don't care 'bout what they on Us Finger f**k hunnids at home all alone In a suit with a stick like Capone Beep Bo for the Jackson like Shamone I took the chrome to chrome Shamone I took his b***h I boned Beezy I made her leave her phone yes Yeah oh Who said we ain't made records Go Rich-a*s still eatin' Checkers Still pull up double decker Boys Still control the whole Mecca Still that n***a still Still I still f**k her I will Will Might put this b***h in my will Will Wait hold on you're gon' do what You're trippin' n***a I'm from n***a Us chill F**kin' this b***h in the hills I ain't even lick her she wet as a eel Ew n***a I'm just talkin' Oh my God Get on these beats and I'm not even rappin' I'm literally flossin' and walkin' Walk Get on these beats that I'm literally walkin' On God I really be flossin' Walk B***h in the sheets hit that b***h from the back Put the p***y inside of a coffin
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