Ace Hood - Yeen Bout Dat Life lyrics
[Ace Hood - Yeen Bout Dat Life lyrics]
Smell the murder in the air, uh oh
Them boys letting choppers go
I swear to god I'm killing niggas
Somebody plan a funeral
Yeen' about that life
That murder murder shit
But yeen' about that life
You just all talk, you just all hype
Claim you be with killers
Heard it's all lies yeen' about that life
Pussy nigga what you saying
Yeen' about that life
I tell them catch me when you can
Yeen' about that life
Yeen' about that life, yeen' about that life
I'm talking crack your melons
Rebels on some felon shit
Talking dirty burners
Fuck the judge I'm thugging bitch
Money, money, money, money
All I'm working with
Tried to rob me, there goes shotty'
That's what buddy get
Bow, bow, Waka Flocka ab lib
If my bitch get to the head, call her Advil
Yeah
Yeah, better know who you fucking with, yeah
Yeah, better know trips is for fucking kids
Holy moly dog, what that Rollie' cost
That's bout eighty racks
Could've put it down on a Maybach
Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white
Bad bitches switching
That's like every night
Ok now, word on my mama
Nigga try me he gon' die tonight
Handle you and maybe out of
Sight before them siren lights
Murder only mind state
Show up at your mom's place
Yeen' about that life
Bodies found on your landscape
Niggas want problems
Get served like a warrant
Looking for me bitch, I'm whipping a foreign
Drop with that clip and I'm ready for war
Niggas is bitches and most of them flaw
Talking that shit that they not really bout'
Loving they hoes, they be digging their mouth
Bringing them in, kicking them out
Dicking them down, that's what I'm bout'
Hate when niggas be talking talk
That's until the chopper bust
That's until the suit's are black
Bless your soul in god we trust
Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white
Niggas threaten mine, he might see the light
Smell the murder in the air, uh oh
Them boys letting choppers go
I swear to god I'm killing niggas
Somebody plan a funeral
Them boys letting choppers go
I swear to god I'm killing niggas
Somebody plan a funeral
Yeen' about that life
That murder murder shit
But yeen' about that life
You just all talk, you just all hype
Claim you be with killers
Heard it's all lies yeen' about that life
Pussy nigga what you saying
Yeen' about that life
I tell them catch me when you can
Yeen' about that life
Yeen' about that life, yeen' about that life
I'm talking crack your melons
Rebels on some felon shit
Talking dirty burners
Fuck the judge I'm thugging bitch
Money, money, money, money
All I'm working with
Tried to rob me, there goes shotty'
That's what buddy get
Bow, bow, Waka Flocka ab lib
If my bitch get to the head, call her Advil
Yeah
Yeah, better know who you fucking with, yeah
Yeah, better know trips is for fucking kids
Holy moly dog, what that Rollie' cost
That's bout eighty racks
Could've put it down on a Maybach
Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white
Bad bitches switching
That's like every night
Ok now, word on my mama
Nigga try me he gon' die tonight
Handle you and maybe out of
Sight before them siren lights
Murder only mind state
Show up at your mom's place
Yeen' about that life
Bodies found on your landscape
Niggas want problems
Get served like a warrant
Looking for me bitch, I'm whipping a foreign
Drop with that clip and I'm ready for war
Niggas is bitches and most of them flaw
Talking that shit that they not really bout'
Loving they hoes, they be digging their mouth
Bringing them in, kicking them out
Dicking them down, that's what I'm bout'
Hate when niggas be talking talk
That's until the chopper bust
That's until the suit's are black
Bless your soul in god we trust
Yeen' about that life, pills, purple, white
Niggas threaten mine, he might see the light
Smell the murder in the air, uh oh
Them boys letting choppers go
I swear to god I'm killing niggas
Somebody plan a funeral