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barnëy - yeat lyrics

[intro]
turn up my wrist a lot
it be insane, turn up
rio
not even plain, it be like insane
turn up
let’s go

[chorus]
i got these racks, like how would i miss it? (yeah)
all this ice would make ’em listen
she dance for the bread like an audition
bread like [?] said, put soap, i put that dish in
got brand new chain from elliante that i p*ssed in (p*ssed)
i ain’t even gon’ lie, i want the slurp, i don’t do no kissing (yeah)
can’t waste no time, up in that valet, drink my kids in
that my favorite b*tch, yeah, that my bizzy (yeah)
yeah, i be so up, that b*tch in a magazine
[verse 1]
that my twin, that my twizzy
i [?], that b*tch is from the z
hating ass kids, that’s all i see
pour this wock’, don’t drink no hennessy

[bridge]
stack my racks on top of these racks, it’s astronomical (racks)
i get high, if you think i’m smart, talkin’ ’bout bionicle (yeah)
ex*b*tch left me when i was broke, i’m not even gullible no more (you bluff)
you tried to tell me the kids is yours, i told you to go on [?]

[verse 2]
they said they wanna hear the kid and listen to what i’m saying (saying)
i told ’em i don’t even write no more, i just be going insane (insane)
i don’t even pay the rent no more, this house is already paid (paid for)
my twizzy stay with chickens like that boy work at the canes (let’s go)
she eat the d*ck like she just grubbed out (nasty)
she got a lady b*n*r when i brought the bread out (wet)
ain’t even got no d*mn diploma, i just be sped out (i be sped)
b*tch really fake, she ain’t eat my kids, that b*tch just spit it out (yeah)
even know how much this sh*t cost?
this whip and all this sh*t, do you know how much this sh*t cost? (yeah)
yeah, how much lean i sip everyday, b*tch, i feel like i’m barney
i been touched so many racks, i feel like i’m money (i’m money)
i’m gon’ still need that feat even if it’s just a hundred (literally)
f*ck you think i made? a hundred thousand (i took everything)
i turned that sh*t odee, to a couple houses
let’s go, let’s go, let’s go
[chorus]
i got these racks, like how would i miss it? (yeah)
all this ice would make ’em listen
she dance for the bread like an audition
bread like [?] said, put soap, i put that dish in
got brand new chain from elliante that i p*ssed in (p*ssed)
i ain’t even gon’ lie, i want the slurp, i don’t do no kissing (yeah)
can’t waste no time, up in that valet, drink my kids in
that my favorite b*tch, yeah, that my bizzy (yeah)
yeah, i be so up, that b*tch in a magazine

- yeat lyrics

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