Yeah Yeah

Don't mean to be rude
The money on fire
Out side with no guidance
They feening I'm thuggin
Stepping too hard I want 8 for a onion
15 every perk if you buy more than 10!
She on the list plus 2 of her friends
Cuz she got stupid head & I'm spinning again
I'm really to player it is what it is!
Columbus most wanted she still with the shits!
She know I got a bitch but she still want be my yea yea!
Want me to fly her out said she gone buss it I'm like yea yea
RP Go to 20 each my fire arm will make ya yea yea
He went thru her phone, be talking shit! I be like yea yea
Yea yea iight!
I put her on game & gave some tokens
Her nigga mad cuz I got the motion
Straight to the money she driving I'm servin
They want the zaa? They want the perkyz
Trappin ain't dead you niggas just nervous
Having my way I move with a purpose
I got Quality designer shit, to god I give me soul
I ain't gotta hype it up bitch you already kno
Sell it high and get it low. Don't make me up the Scoe
If you a Simp don't hit my phone
Quit cuffing all these hoes
She know I got a bitch but she still want be my yea yea!
Want me to fly her out said she gone buss it I'm like yea yea
RP Go to 20 each my fire arm will make ya yea yea
He went thru her phone, be talking shit! I be like yea yea
She know I got a bitch but she still want be my yea yea!
Want me to fly her out said she gone buss it I'm like yea yea
RP Go to 20 each my fire arm will make ya yea yea
He went thru her phone, be talking shit! I be like yea yea
When we in the room she want that pressure
Gave me that look, she did it with pleasure
Whipping it out I ain't tryna undress her
Stroking my ego & moaning she extra



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