GetRichZay, Prod Yayo, Sreehari (Producer), Rvei - Yeen Heard lyrics

Yeah (Pah, pah, pah, fft)
Uh, I don't know why this nigga think he, uh
(I don't know why he, I don't know
Get that) don't make me mad
Don't get me out my fuckin' top
(Long live Crazy, long live
And I got the Yayo)
Bitch, don't make me mad, don't
Get me out my fuckin', Aight

Bitch, don't make me mad
Don't get me out my fuckin' top
(Let's go)
Yeah, for that check, them boys on go
They all on feet 'til I say, "Stop"
(Aight, come on)
Ayy, nigga mad, I fucked his
Bitch, I'm in her fridge, I look like pot
(Look like pot)
She call me daddy, she not my kid
I told that bitch I'm not her pop
(Not your pop)
Yeah, know that chop came with a scope
I'm one eye closed like Fеtty Wap
(Bitch, like Fetty Wap)
Yeah, lеt an opp push up on Pilot Street
We shoot at any car (Shoot at any, bah)
Yeah, I don't give a fuck, I
Might just throw this Glock, bitch
We got plenty Glocks
(Ayy, we got plenty Glocks)
Yeah, fuck the city, we got plenty opps
But we got plenty shots
(Ayy, yeah, we got plenty shots)
Ayy, up that Draco, that's that 762
Make 'em Diddy Bop
(Pah, pah, pah, aight, come on)
Yeah, I'm in New York with
That Glizzy on me, I let my Millie rock
(Ayy, bitch, I Milly Rock)
Yeah, dumb as hell
Just walked in Saks and paid two
Hundred just for some Balencis
(Ayy, bitch, Off White, ayy)
That's that same bitch, turned me down
Now she tryna give me top
Yeah, swear Lil Flip be ready to hop out
Kill as soon as he seen his opp
Yeah, opps see me, they duck they taco
Get on IG and give me props
Yeah, Hop Out Gang, they fear
We rappers, me and Genie, Hundred shots
(Genie)
Yeah, me, Lil Tay, dead opp (Lil Tay)
Yeah, me and Reece get you popped
(Ayy, Reece in, come on)
Aight, come on, call my slime, he
Pop up out the cut, He be like peek-a boo
(Let's go) yeah, try to rob, that
Thunder strike 'em down, Just like Pikachu
(Yeah) yeah, why you tryna come suck my dick
First night? You don't even know me, Boo
(You don't even know me, boo)
Yeah, bitch don't know my name
But she heard that I ball like Kobe do
(Bitch, I ball like Kobe)
Yeah, I say, "Long live Fifty
You know that's my dawg like Scooby-Doo"
(At all)
Yeah, I say, "Long live Crazy, disrespect
We spin like hula hoops"
(Bitch, we call it spin)
You ain't heard 'bout us
You better go ask about that gang
(Better go ask)
(Uh, we take niggas heads, uh
We bust niggas brains)
Yeah, we fuck niggas hoes (Yeah) , uh
We snatch rappers chains
(Know we snatch rappers chains)
Bitch, I'm with that six and that's
On six that I can't change
(Ayy, bitch, I'm still on six)

Bitch, I'm with that six and that's
On six that I can't change
(Ayy, bitch, you know that's)
Bitch, I'm with that six and that's
On six that I can't change
(Ayy, put that shit on six)
(And I got the Yayo)