"From The D To The A 2" lyrics - LIL YACHTY

"From The D To The A 2"
feat. Tee Grizzley

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Oh shit, I just hit a boss bitch
Play soft with her, just to give her hard dick
Real dawg, when I walk you can see the paw prints
Heard a nigga beat her ass, don't be hittin' our bitch, nigga
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
D to the A, Tree from the Bay
Got a freak in LA, flew her to me today
Me and Boat still locked in, ain't shit changed
Pint talk, nigga, we got more sixteens than a tenth grade
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I'm a bitch breaker, move like The Undertaker
Grippin' on my blick in the crib in the elevator
Move with the amputators, rap niggas animators
Talkin' like they hard, on the net they just commentators
My niggas is confiscators, take your lil' chain, pawn
I'm in that lil' Ghost, I'm in that lil' don
I'm in that lil' pussy, shit feelin' like a lil' pond
Tryna rob, you get shot soon as you steppin' on my lawn
Ah, boy be gone
Fucked her so good she went 'head and turned blonde
So she felt like a new person (Ooh)
Don't stop suckin' when I'm burstin', bitch, I reimbursed you

[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
Aight, last night I broke a bitch back and a bed
These lil' niggas do more cap shit than licks
Stacks so thick, it's to the point I can't spread
Jumped on the jet, that's the nation off the grid
Ayy, let a nigga play me like a bitch, it can't happen (At all)
Whole lot of blood on my piece, the chain graphic
Choppa spit that fire good, it can train dragons
Brodie get that blue cheese off the green, it ain't salad
Hood bitch, but she actin' like she ain't ratchet
Bust a nut on where she got her nigga name tatted
Touch my nigga Yachty, get your top ripped, brain splatter
I'm American, but I fry your taco like I'm Spanish

[Verse 4: Lil Yachty]
Habla no ingle mamacita
Boat won't spend one dollar on a puta
Booyah, run around we might shoot ya'
My niggas take your plate for the mula
Shoutout Meech on Mars that's my nigga (Slatt)
One-eighty cash for Bentley truck, go figure
Lean, not no liquor, it's all in her liver, she leanin'
I love God, but I be movin' 'round like a Demon

[Verse 5: Tee Grizzley]
Pull up in some European, fuck up Niemens
Probably with a bad bitch that's Indonesian
Fuck a restuarant, you hungry bitch? Then eat the semen (Suck it)
You know I'm fresh up out the streets, I'm from that cement
And my city bankrupt, they see a foreign, then they know it's mine
If I die, my niggas did it, 'cause my opps don't come outside
A westside nigga fuckin' eastside bitches (All of 'em)
You weren't in that field, I just looked at the attendance, nigga

[Verse 6: Lil Yachty]
From the state of Georgia to Michigan
Got my brodie five bands not to mention men
My niggas wipe your plate like it's Wimbledon
Boat emblem, rims tall as a grembelin
In Atlanta with that tomahawk, no Indians
I won't slime on my dawgs for the dividends
But I slime up that bitch, better not let me in
Better tell a friend I'm not real like an alien