Yea Yea Yea
Weezy outta here
YSL Music Group
From the other world to the other world to the other world, lonely
I done fucked her and another girl and another girl on me
I done ran'd up these racks and
Now I got Christmas under the tree (ran up)
Though my dawg and dem a set, they say nothin', that's on me (yeah)
I don't wanna talk about that, no, I don't want to buy no piece
You're dependent, trappin' down, I'm tryna forever remember this
I was tryna shoot 'em down, I don't wanna forever diss (ha)
Be quiet, lеt me count every dimе without a miss (shh)
I done ran'd up the bag, now red bottoms on my feet
You can wake up to drapes and heated floors on your feet (yeah)
Señoritas, I'ma buy you a Richard Mille, all VV's
Señoritas (Señoritas), Señorita (Oh, yeah)
Señorita ('Rita), gotta re-up (whoa-whoa)
Fuck it, we up, my feet up (oh)
Send the weed up with a fever
Can't ease up without seein' us
I gotta rebuild, not mad at all
For YSL, puttin' on for my dawgs
I got gratitude and attitude
A bougie nigga, put my kids all in charter school (ya)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (and I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I just wanna know, yeah)
Droppin' off the top with the mileage backed up
Break it down the toilet, it whirls what he added up (ay)
Hella people 'round the town get fast dough (racks)
Eighty-seven Kaepernick thousand on the Rollie
I can always see the devil harassin' me
Tellin' me he lovin' me while he stabbin' me (yeah)
Niggas tellin' 'round this bitch, it's a hobby (no cap)
Lost control on the road with a body (skrrt, skrrt)
You bionic, give a nigga stamina (stamina)
I won't stand down, niggas gon' get banned out
I take my .9 out if he really wanna find out
You got your hand out because I'm passin' bands out
I lost my virginity into Amanda
All these fuckin' yellow diamonds, Tropicana
Bunch of old ass bitches tryna fuck us
They'll be fuckin' on my grandson (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (and I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(I just wanna know, yeah)
YSL Music Group
From the other world to the other world to the other world, lonely
I done fucked her and another girl and another girl on me
I done ran'd up these racks and
Now I got Christmas under the tree (ran up)
Though my dawg and dem a set, they say nothin', that's on me (yeah)
I don't wanna talk about that, no, I don't want to buy no piece
You're dependent, trappin' down, I'm tryna forever remember this
I was tryna shoot 'em down, I don't wanna forever diss (ha)
Be quiet, lеt me count every dimе without a miss (shh)
I done ran'd up the bag, now red bottoms on my feet
You can wake up to drapes and heated floors on your feet (yeah)
Señoritas, I'ma buy you a Richard Mille, all VV's
Señoritas (Señoritas), Señorita (Oh, yeah)
Señorita ('Rita), gotta re-up (whoa-whoa)
Fuck it, we up, my feet up (oh)
Send the weed up with a fever
Can't ease up without seein' us
I gotta rebuild, not mad at all
For YSL, puttin' on for my dawgs
I got gratitude and attitude
A bougie nigga, put my kids all in charter school (ya)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (and I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (I just wanna know, yeah)
Droppin' off the top with the mileage backed up
Break it down the toilet, it whirls what he added up (ay)
Hella people 'round the town get fast dough (racks)
Eighty-seven Kaepernick thousand on the Rollie
I can always see the devil harassin' me
Tellin' me he lovin' me while he stabbin' me (yeah)
Niggas tellin' 'round this bitch, it's a hobby (no cap)
Lost control on the road with a body (skrrt, skrrt)
You bionic, give a nigga stamina (stamina)
I won't stand down, niggas gon' get banned out
I take my .9 out if he really wanna find out
You got your hand out because I'm passin' bands out
I lost my virginity into Amanda
All these fuckin' yellow diamonds, Tropicana
Bunch of old ass bitches tryna fuck us
They'll be fuckin' on my grandson (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (and I just wanna know if you love me, baby)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(I just wanna know, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Jeffery Lamar Williams, Rex Masamune Kudo
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