Luh M Lyrics – Yeat ft. SeptembersRich

[Intro: Yeat]
Goodnight, Darkboy!
Yeah! b!tch!
I touched an M

[Chorus: Yeat]
B!tch, I touched an M
B!tch, I touched an M (A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz
No, I'm not your friend
I see sh!t from a new vision
Got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops (Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb'
B!tch, I turned it to a chop (Lil' chop)
I touched an M
Then I made it to the top (Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks
(Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake
It's gone never be a drought
B!tch, your money midget
My money tall as sh!t (Uh)
Pulling up on exes
B!tch, it's time to flex (Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy
B!tch, I'm crazy too (Damn)
You know what еlse crazy?
My money eight-foot-two
(Eight-foot-two, yеah)

[Verse 1: Yeat]
Rocking Ricky denim with Balenci' untied shoes
(Untied, untied)
We can pull up if you with it, don't gotta ask us to
B!tch, I'm twenty-one, diamonds fifty-two
I got these b!tches doing circles like it's hula hoop
You say you get money, who the f**k is you?
All my diamonds raining, matter of fact, they b!tching
B!tch, my money funny (Skrrt)
F**ked my money up so much
It told me that it's cumming (Skrrt)
Yeah, they can't sit in the way
All my diamonds flawless (Skrrt)
These baguettes don't make mistakes (Skrrt)
I don't know nobody, ain't no slices in this cake, huh
All these kids got lazy, my money stayed in shape
I'm just staying to myself, b!tch, I can't trust no jake
All my pockets got too swollen, had to buy a safe
I put the devil on my music, he told me I'm the best
I don't care about making friends, I just care about faith
Yeah, b!tch, I'm on the edge and this sh!t feel great

[Chorus: Yeat]
B!tch, I touched an M
B!tch, I touched an M (A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no
I'm not your friend
I see sh!t from a new vision
Got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops (Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb'
B!tch, I turned it to a chop (Lil' chop)
I touched an M
Then I made it to the top (Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks
(Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake, it's gone never be a drought
B!tch, your money midget, my money tall as sh!t (Uh)
Pulling up on exes, b!tch, it's time to flex (Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, b!tch, I'm crazy too (Damn)
You know what else crazy? My money eight-foot-two

[Verse 2: SeptembersRich]
B!tch, we touched an M, b!tch
We not your friend (Not your friend)
Pulled up in that Lamb' (Truck), twizz up in the Benz
Richer than your granny, yeah
This sh!t don't make no sense (Nah)
Cut off all my friends (F**k 'em)
Them n!ggas fake as sh!t
Made a hundred, thousand, million, billion
Twenty b!tches and they stripping
Broke-as* n!gga eating his Chili's
Pulled up in a Lamb', b!tch, we out in France (France)
F**king all her friends, I just do my dance (Dance)
Money just came in, n!gga, f**k advance (F**k it)
Boy, you broke as sh!t, you don't got no bands
I don't need no deal (F**k it)
I don't need no friends
We just pulled off in a Benz
'cause we touched an M (Skrrt)

[Chorus: Yeat]
B!tch, I touched an M, b!tch, I touched an M (A lil' M)
No, I'm not your twizz, no, I'm not your friend
I see sh!t from a new vision, got a different lens
I might never get to swerve on the cops (Skrrt)
Yeah, I swerved the Lamb', b!tch
I turned it to a chop (Lil' chop)
I touched an M, then I made it to the top (Skrrt)
Rock Chane'-ne' and some Gucci on my socks
(Skrrt, in the cut)
Yeah, we in the lake, it's gone never be a drought
B!tch, your money midget, my money tall as sh!t (Uh)
Pulling up on exes, b!tch, it's time to flex (Uh, uh)
You say that you crazy, b!tch, I'm crazy too (Damn)
You know what else crazy? My money eight-foot-two