Internet Money, Yeat - No Handoutz lyrics

Hey, hey (yeah, uh) rio
Hey, hey hey hey hey, hey hey hey

They tryna steal my swag, yeah
But that's a burglary
Yeah, I got bags sitting on
Top of the bags, boy, that's a Virgil piece
(Virgil) yeah, give my twizzy a hundon
Got buddy murdered for me (Brr)
Yeah, I'm on the side where we win, yeah
We don't really be keeping no peace
Yeah, I was down bad in the past
I ain't get to have no feast (Uh, uh)
Yeah, walk in the store with the pass
I'm 'bout to get it for free (O oh)
All of my diamonds, they bussin'
They flooded
Going up straight to the top, no discussion
Twin finna smoke that boy just like a Russian
(Buh, buh, buh, buh)
Just scored a TD, these pussies been rushing
Yeah, hey hey hey
I ain't even stepping outside today (No way)
Yeah, I got a cross on my crotch, yeah
The Chrome Hearts on my waist
Yeah, I went and copped a lil' Tonka
(I went and copped a lil' Tonka)
Yeah, these Percs got me moody and wonky
This bitch got an ass
This bitch got a donkey
This how fly this is
I don't care 'bout accomplishments (yeah)
I was down bad, I ain't even have a dollar
I was really still poppin' shit
We the new wave, we the latest and greatest
Hit from the three, I feel tall like McGrady
(Bop) yeah, I got to make up my mind
About shit but I told you, "Aight
I'm on the pill"
Yeah, my diamonds, they surf, they sled
(Sled)
Bitch pulled up, gave me her head (yeah, woo)
She ate me up in the bed
And I still left her ass on read (Bye, bye)
They ain't gon' do what I said (They won't)
They ain't go bring in no bread (They ain't)
I ain't agreeing to shit
(Woo) , I'm definitely ain't
Agreeing to that (Go, go)

Yeah, turn up
(Turn up, yeah, turn up, woah, turn up)
All of my diamonds, they flawless
This not the shit that you heard of (Capper)
Your bitch gon' jump on my dick
Yeah, that bitch gon' pull up, do hurdles
Yeah, I told you that we are
Them boys that gon' win
I don't really think that you heard us
How the fuck these hundons on me?
How the fuck you got GLE? (Skrrt)
Watch all my money times three (Woah)
In the Maybach, recline in the seats
(yeah, yeah)
Bitch 'bout to Uber, she eat (Eat up)
I bust a nut, yeah, I skeet (yeah, skeet)
They don't really know 'bout a Yeat (No)
They ain't even heard of me (Heard)