Lil Yachty – Pro Surfers

Lil Yachty – Pro Surfers Lyrics

Artist: Lil Yachty
Song: Pro Surfers

Helluva made this beat, baby
Smoke on the beat
Yeah
What up, BabyTron?

It’s Rio, n***a, Da Yung OG
‘Boyz in this b*t*h, n***a
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Dog sh*t on me right now, came from serving grams

You got dog sh*t on you right now but gotta turn it in
Told Tron teach me how to swipe, I can’t work a BIN
But, sh*t, if she got the money, I’ll serve my grams
Aye, it’s a cold world

I don’t want no head from her, she got a cold sore
Use my last b*t*h name and walk into the phone store
I really made a twenty off my ex but not my old girl
I’m the truth, throwing blue hundreds on old girl

But I got a b*t*h so when we text, we use code words
I ain’t putting in on your drink, I got my own four
It’s too much money out here, what you at home for?
Shot a black n***a thirty times with a chrome .40

Would tell you how I got away but that’s a long story
If a n***a say he robbed me, that’s the wrong story
Man, ask that n***a why his mother f**kin’ bones hurting
Spinned the b*t*h and seen her out and told her my phone ain’t working

You ain’t getting off on me, bro, I’m the wrong person
Drop my pill in drink and reel it in, call it going Perking
N***as riding waves around this b*t*h like a pro surfer
Yeah

Talk to these n***as Tron
They ain’t ready for this sh*t
Sh*ttyBoyz
I’m coming VVSs, f**k a VS1 chain

Caught him out, he froze up like a PS1 game
One man army, never needed one thing
Used to be dark, can’t believe that the sun came (On God)
Opps running from the smoke (Ha-ha), PUBG

Pour an eight in my Arizona, feel like Yung Lean (I am)
Kill me? Climb a tree and jump please
Pass me the crown for the fraud, I’m the Punch King
Talking loose? Sleep his #ss like the Sandman

Used to be in class, shooting paper in the trash can
Now I punch sh*t like Jean Claude Van Dam
Just made four off a hitter, that’s a grand slam
Rio playing with that boy, he is not a pervert (Ha)

Made a wave and then I started seeing lots of surfers (Aye)
Got enough sauce on me for a Mondo Burger
They say I look like Kyle Korver, b*t*h, I got a burner
And if her face card straight, I’ma test her neck (Aye)

And if it suck, pass her up like I’m pressing X (She gone)
Ask how the f**k I do it, man, I guess I’m blessed
Chopstick’ll paralyze his ass, Professor X
Going with my gut feeling, I ain’t second guessing

Buffs with the tint, f**king with my depth perception (Aye)
Thinking you got God with you? Come and test your blessings
A hundred for a method, that don’t come with extra questions (It don’t)
Before I stomped him in these Humans, they was deadstock

Rio just turned a cream soda to a red pop
Cutting into me? I’ma send some headshots
You got a better chance cutting Minecraft bedrock
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