Yea Yea

I fell in love with da yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Yeah we hit da lick like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Yeah we killing shit like yeah yeah (yeah Yeah)
We gon bus it down like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bitches on my line like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
I un trust no bitch dat tell me yea yea (Yeah Yeah)
I fell in love wit da yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
We gon have dis lit like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)

I done seen it all at the bottom (At the bottom)
I can't trust a soul at the bottom (At the bottom)
Neva fall in love that's a problem (Yah)
D's hoes quick 2 set u up to be forgotten (Yah)
Bible on the dash like I'm gunplay
Coming off da block most d's niggas know one way
Hustle betta hustle from sunday to sunday
Tryna' work a job all I'm getting is dat chump change
I quit jobs but I never been a quitta (Nah)
I'm tryna level up n get dat bag wit my niggas (Bag wit my niggas)
Paper chase I'll run it down witcha
It's a hard knock life dat's word to fuckin Jigga
Yea I got dat blue print moving in dem new tints (New tints)
Im Jamaican nigga posey get ya crew rinsed
Hoes can be a nuisance fuck her get a new chick
Bad bitch she 2 thick murder dat news clip
We too lit (Bitch)

I fell in love with da yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Yeah we hit da lick like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Yeah we killing shit like yeah yeah (yeah Yeah)
We gon bus it down like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bitches on my line like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
I un trust no bitch dat tell me yea yea (Yeah Yeah)
I fell in love wit da yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
We gon have dis lit like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)

We ain't selling souls for a check (For a Check)
We gon get dat dough on a flex (On a Flex)
I can't trust a bitch dey like a fed (Like a Fed)
Dey gon get me locked up in da pen (In da Pen)
All my dawgs ballin dats da truth (Dats da Truth)
All my dawgs silent like a booth (Like a booth)
We ain't saying shit like we mute (Yea)
My lifestyle ugly man fuck being cute (Being cute)
I done took some LS but i play to win (Play to win)
I done live thru hell like I paid for sin (Paid for sin)
I done ever drink stay away from Gin
Dats demon in arabic did dat raise ya skin? (Raise ya skin)
You could find me on my block mayne (On da block)
From da hood fuck a cop mayne (Fuck a cop)
In da dot we making chops mayne (Got no Opp)
On da low we got it lock mayne (Got it lock)

I fell in love with da yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Yeah we hit da lick like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Yeah we killing shit like yeah yeah (yeah Yeah)
We gon bus it down like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bitches on my line like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
I un trust no bitch dat tell me yea yea (Yeah Yeah)
I fell in love wit da yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
We gon have dis lit like yeah yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Yeah yeah
I don't trust no bitch that tell me
Yea yea
I fell in love with the
Yeah yeah
We gon' have it lit like
Yeah yeah

We ain't selling souls
For a check
We gon' get that dough
On a flex
I can't trust a bitch
They like a fed
They gon' get me locked up in the pen
All my dogs balling
That's the truth
All my dogs silent
Like a booth
We ain't saying shit
Like we mute
My lifestyle ugly man
Fuck being cute
I done took some l's
But I play to win
I done live through hell
Like I paid for sin
I done ever drink
Stay away from Gin
That's demon in Arabic
Did that raise your skin?
You could find me on my block man
From the hood fuck a cop man
I'm the shit
I got no opps man
On the low we got it lock man

I fell in love with the
Yeah yeah
Yeah we hit the lick like
Yeah yeah
Yeah we killing shit like
Yeah yeah
We gon' bus it down like
Yeah yeah
Bitches on my line they like
Yeah yeah
I don't trust no bitch that tell me
Yea yea
I fell in love with the
Yeah yeah
We gon' have it lit like
Yeah yeah



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Writer(s): Jameel Mcpherson
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