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Yeah Yeah
by S0K0
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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah
I can't ever stop 'cause I'm stuck on go
Swerving in that coupe I almost lost control
Just seen two pairs of Endless jeans and I copped 'em both
Yeah, yeah
My wrist is too flooded can't do some about it
Yeah, yeah
That bitch all on me, 'cause I'm fucking clouted
Yeah, yeah
That boy is a pussy and he ain't fucking 'bout it
Yeah, yeah
I was down bad then I sprouted
I said open up the coupe, it's widebody
Inflate it
Why this bitch all on me
I ain't even famous
I'm too solid I'm too real
Hell nah I can't switch
That bitch got good brain today
Like she went to Cambridge
Bitches they be talking
I'm like why you still taking still
I'ma need a couple mills
Before I touch a Richard Mill
Told my bro don't crack no seal
I walk in fully racked for real
Hop in Saks Fifth and I spend his deal
Yeah I'm way too real
I been in the coupe
Finna drop the roof
Hundreds bitch I blew
All these hundreds blue
That ain't nothing new
Band right on my shoes
I'm like what it do
Bitch you better move
I be looking at the moon
Wonder what the sky can bring
She just wanna kick it with me
Bitch this ain't the soccer team
Nowadays I don't trust nobody, yeah
They plot on me
Pull out my hundreds and flex 'em
It's some they gotta see
I be wondering why you gone
I be stuck like where the fuck you went
My hundreds bitch they come and go
My racks they blue this shit I spent
Two face bitch like Harvey Dent
Spent twenty racks but I barely spent
Get this shit over, no vent
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah
I can't ever stop 'cause I'm stuck on go
Swerving in that coupe I almost lost control
Just seen two pairs of Endless jeans and I copped 'em both
Yeah, yeah
My wrist is too flooded can't do some about it
Yeah, yeah
That bitch all on me, 'cause I'm fucking clouted
Yeah, yeah
That boy is a pussy and he ain't fucking 'bout it
Yeah, yeah
I was down bad then I sprouted
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah
I can't ever stop 'cause I'm stuck on go
Swerving in that coupe I almost lost control
Just seen two pairs of Endless jeans and I copped 'em both
Yeah, yeah
My wrist is too flooded can't do some about it
Yeah, yeah
That bitch all on me, 'cause I'm fucking clouted
Yeah, yeah
That boy is a pussy and he ain't fucking 'bout it
Yeah, yeah
I was down bad then I sprouted
I said open up the coupe, it's widebody
Inflate it
Why this bitch all on me
I ain't even famous
I'm too solid I'm too real
Hell nah I can't switch
That bitch got good brain today
Like she went to Cambridge
Bitches they be talking
I'm like why you still taking still
I'ma need a couple mills
Before I touch a Richard Mill
Told my bro don't crack no seal
I walk in fully racked for real
Hop in Saks Fifth and I spend his deal
Yeah I'm way too real
I been in the coupe
Finna drop the roof
Hundreds bitch I blew
All these hundreds blue
That ain't nothing new
Band right on my shoes
I'm like what it do
Bitch you better move
I be looking at the moon
Wonder what the sky can bring
She just wanna kick it with me
Bitch this ain't the soccer team
Nowadays I don't trust nobody, yeah
They plot on me
Pull out my hundreds and flex 'em
It's some they gotta see
I be wondering why you gone
I be stuck like where the fuck you went
My hundreds bitch they come and go
My racks they blue this shit I spent
Two face bitch like Harvey Dent
Spent twenty racks but I barely spent
Get this shit over, no vent
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah
I can't ever stop 'cause I'm stuck on go
Swerving in that coupe I almost lost control
Just seen two pairs of Endless jeans and I copped 'em both
Yeah, yeah
My wrist is too flooded can't do some about it
Yeah, yeah
That bitch all on me, 'cause I'm fucking clouted
Yeah, yeah
That boy is a pussy and he ain't fucking 'bout it
Yeah, yeah
I was down bad then I sprouted