Hell Yeah!
(Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yo
Stacking up my bank
Stacking up my pennies
Hell yeah I got hoes
Hell yeah I got plenty
Hell yeah I buy clothes
Hell yeah I buy many
Hell yeah I'm in a Rolls
Hell no I ain't renting
Fuckin' with me get you folded
Fuckin' with me, bad ending
Used to swerve in a Volvo
Now I'm in a damn Bentley
In the club smoking mota
Sipping on some fuckin' Henny
Knew that I was finna blow up
Knew it was my destiny
Bitch I'm up now
All the hoes tryna fuck now
Last year they didn't want me
This year they see the buss down
See how I'm making these bucks now
What the haters fucking want now?
They want to see me fold so bad
But my money won't run out
And they still call, hit my line
Bitch, I don't answer, hit decline
Had to boss up, went Stellar yeah
Now I don't let 'em waste my time
No, I don't even say, "Hi."
In the whip when I'm passing by
Got 200 on the fuckin' dash
12 speed, they ain't catching me tonight
I've been working out, eating healthy
Bitch I'm grinding all the time
At my show, tryna take a selfie
Bitch, you gotta wait in line
I ain't booted all the time no more
Had to go clear my mind
And I'm fucking on a dime lil' hoe
But I promise she ain't mine
Hell yeah
At my show got 'em screaming, "Hell yeah!"
Hit her from the back got her screaming, "Hell yeah!"
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Stacking up my bank
Stacking up my pennies
Hell yeah I got hoes
Hell yeah I got plenty
Hell yeah I buy clothes
Hell yeah I buy many
Hell yeah I'm in a Rolls
Hell no I ain't renting
Fuckin' with me get you folded
Fuckin' with me, bad ending
Used to swerve in a Volvo
Now I'm in a damn Bentley
In the club smoking mota
Sipping on some fuckin' Henny
Knew that I was finna blow up
Knew it was my destiny
Bitch I'm up now
All the hoes tryna fuck now
Last year they didn't want me
This year they see the buss down
See how I'm making these bucks now
What the haters fucking want now?
They want to see me fold so bad
But my money won't run out
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hell yeah, Hell yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hell yeah, Hell yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yo
Stacking up my bank
Stacking up my pennies
Hell yeah I got hoes
Hell yeah I got plenty
Hell yeah I buy clothes
Hell yeah I buy many
Hell yeah I'm in a Rolls
Hell no I ain't renting
Fuckin' with me get you folded
Fuckin' with me, bad ending
Used to swerve in a Volvo
Now I'm in a damn Bentley
In the club smoking mota
Sipping on some fuckin' Henny
Knew that I was finna blow up
Knew it was my destiny
Bitch I'm up now
All the hoes tryna fuck now
Last year they didn't want me
This year they see the buss down
See how I'm making these bucks now
What the haters fucking want now?
They want to see me fold so bad
But my money won't run out
And they still call, hit my line
Bitch, I don't answer, hit decline
Had to boss up, went Stellar yeah
Now I don't let 'em waste my time
No, I don't even say, "Hi."
In the whip when I'm passing by
Got 200 on the fuckin' dash
12 speed, they ain't catching me tonight
I've been working out, eating healthy
Bitch I'm grinding all the time
At my show, tryna take a selfie
Bitch, you gotta wait in line
I ain't booted all the time no more
Had to go clear my mind
And I'm fucking on a dime lil' hoe
But I promise she ain't mine
Hell yeah
At my show got 'em screaming, "Hell yeah!"
Hit her from the back got her screaming, "Hell yeah!"
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Stacking up my bank
Stacking up my pennies
Hell yeah I got hoes
Hell yeah I got plenty
Hell yeah I buy clothes
Hell yeah I buy many
Hell yeah I'm in a Rolls
Hell no I ain't renting
Fuckin' with me get you folded
Fuckin' with me, bad ending
Used to swerve in a Volvo
Now I'm in a damn Bentley
In the club smoking mota
Sipping on some fuckin' Henny
Knew that I was finna blow up
Knew it was my destiny
Bitch I'm up now
All the hoes tryna fuck now
Last year they didn't want me
This year they see the buss down
See how I'm making these bucks now
What the haters fucking want now?
They want to see me fold so bad
But my money won't run out
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hell yeah, Hell yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hell yeah, Hell yeah
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Writer(s): Aaron Dick
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