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triple x - yeat lyrics

[intro: yeat & cochise & flowrency & sky]
yeah, yeah
flowrency
woah
woah
woah, woah, woah (sk*k*k*ky)

[verse 1: cochise]
and i don’t got no twin
n*gga thinkin’ that we siamese, yeah
and i just made him ran, n*gga went and did the high knees, yeah
shawty askin’ for the sign, i had to tell her pisces, yeah
i’ve been cookin’ in the kitchen, shawty think i’m guyanese
and i just got some yens, n*ggas thinkin’ that i’m chinese
and i just did it again, n*ggas knowin’ that they like me

[verse 2: yeat]
i ain’t gon’ stop this song, b*tch, i don’t feel like trying
i went and dropped a dime on top of this b*tch but i knew she was lying
i went into the porsche, b*tch, i went and bought a cayenne
yeah, it’s nut inside her pores, b*tch, she love to drink it in
yeah, been so back on percs, i had to take a break from e
yeah, it feel like i was dying slowly but surely, yeah, temple
not no b*tch but all this money fill my mental
twizzy pulled up on this kid, he shot him up, now he’s a lentil (yeah)
[verse 3: cochise & playboi carti & yeat]
yeah, and i just made some bands, and i just made some grands
they call me triple h, huh, a n*gga will get slammed, huh
a n*gga tryin’ me, huh, i promise they get blammed, yeah
i’m really ’bout that cheese, huh, they call me uncle sam, yeah
(yeah) woah (what?)
(sh*t) woah, woah
woah (sh*t, yeah)
woah (what? sh*t)
woah (yeah, yeah, sh*t)

[verse 4: playboi carti]
i’m a dark knight, b*tch, yeah, i can’t sleep
i’m a dark knight, b*tch, yeah, i can’t sleep
i fly in the sky, i got wings on my feet
when the sun goes down, yeah, it’s time to creep
when the sun goes down, yeah, it’s time to creep
when the sun goes down, yeah, it’s time to creep

[verse 5: cochise]
i hop up in that lamb’, i got that bread like jam
she look at me like, ”d*mn”
you gettin’ money, no, ma’am, huh
eat on the meat like it’s ham, huh
got on my style like a brand, huh
jotaro, what is the stand
n*gga, they actin’ like bam
[verse 6: playboi carti & yeat]
b*tch, i’m in wyoming
i been ballin’ harder since the death of kobe
i’m so close to the fire, i got a nosebleed
if you think you hotter than this, you gotta show me (show what?)
if you think you hotter than this, you gotta show me (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
if you think you hotter than this, you gotta show me (what? what?)
i just called my label up, i think they owe me
i just called my label up, i think they owe me
i been on the codeine (yeah)

[verse 7: yeat]
yeah, you say that you a rich boy but i really doubt it
we some motherf*cking rich boys, everybody doubt it
we some go and take and your b*tch boys ’cause we be so clouted
take a look at my lil’ wrist, boy, this lil b*tch look like a foreign
cook it up like it’s some bok choy, we still been serving chickens
i been sippin sideways, i ain’t have no bad days
cut off all my old friends, i left they ass in last place
yeah, i just called twizz, yeah, just called up the martians
yeah, i just called tose’ up, yeah, i just called up barney’s

[chorus: yeat]
i just got my tonka, i just got the band, b*tch
i don’t need you but i want you, you remind me of my old b*tch
i take x, b*tch, i just roll with it, know none of my b*tches average
b*tch, i just caught the vibe but i can’t slide if ain’t no caption

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