Yea Yea

Yea
Yea
Woo
Yea
It's Him
I like the vibe of this one
Yea
Woo
Lets Go
Yea

Dirty Socks in my jays, 30k in my bank
Yea Yea
Look at how shit change, Hunnit more on the way
Yea Yea
Dirty Socks in my jays, 30k in my bank
Yea Yea
Look at how shit change, Hunnit more on the way
Yea Yea

I came from dirty socks
Where I'm from nothing but dirty chops
From the worst part of my city
My younging 15, but he letting that 30 flock
I ain't got 30k yet but I'm on my way to it,
Manifest blue strips on the guap
Shoutout my niggaz in school turning up
And my niggaz who moving them zips on the block
Flew out to cali, I look like a tourist
My drip too elite, they don't know what to call it
It's him? yes it's him. who is him? him is me
He a G, fuck a rap, get you put on a tee
Need me a whip from Need For Speed
Fuck New York, They got a speed limit
I'm tryna hop in the whip and just breeze in it
Zoe got Za so I can't even breathe in it
You got a Honda, shit ain't even 2010
You bring that shit on the highway, I'm leaving it
Fuck a wife, I'm not a Peter Griff
You hating eat dick, I'm known to Peter shit
Long Poles, Got some repeater shit
Bro got a case, but I know he gon beat the shit
Walking outside, in my pockets, no breesh in it
I'm bouta get me a stock in that reefer shit

Dirty Socks in my jays, 30k in my bank
Yea Yea
Look at how shit change, Hunnit more on the way
Yea Yea
Dirty Socks in my jays, 30k in my bank
Yea Yea
Look at how shit change, Hunnit more on the way
Yea Yea



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Writer(s): Raymond Louther
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