J.R. Writer, Dave East - Hell Yeah lyrics
[J.R. Writer, Dave East - Hell Yeah lyrics]
(You think there's a perception that you're
Slowing down a little bit?)
Everybody slows down when they
Get older i think
If I can just be smarter than all
The youngings that's comin' I'll be fine am
I slowing down? Maybe a little bit
Maybe not
(You have a chance to
Win a championship here?)
When I'm on a team, we've got good
Guys around me, then yes, yes, hell yes
Look it's funeral wakes
Graveyard flower time
No studio breaks, trey balls, power grind
Y'all on Ramadan, save that I devour mines
Someone I came back with them power lines
Chasin' down the skrilla
Quit playin' with a killer
I ain't a dermatologist
You ain't gon' get a filler
You claimin' niggas iller? Must
Be from Cincinnati
Well I triple dare you crawl up
In this cage with a gorilla
Right hook, left hook
I'll give you the best look
Ever think of checking me? I
Better see check books
I don't think you understand
Whenever the chef cook
Playin' with the thunder gang?
You better be Westbrook trigger finger itchy
22 to 50s
I don't which one a nigga pickin' up
I'm picky you think you finna get me?
You little niggas really got me fucked up
Which one of y'all hit me with a
Dig me I'm in the Porsche only 5th or boss
They've been screamin' all day so
The engine is horse christian Diors
You ain't know it nigga I floss
Gators on the kid like I'm
Down at Disney resort
Dog who you cats foolin'? I will finish you
It's principle, I'm past true it
Who your class schoolin'?
I'm on the ave cruisin'
Headed to the party and
I'm hittin' everything movin'
That's some mad shootin' pocket and cash
You see I got the ave boomin' body in trash
I mean what kind of bag you in?
You don't give up that scratch
Then your hat fumin'
What's the nickel pack, pack
You can ask Hue and
When I put on a show I got these cats hootin'
What you put in the flow
And how is that human?
Gat come with the extendo, your ass poolin'
I grab money out the window, I'm fast foodin'
I had to Rollie the wrist
I put in the order, get hit
I come from the border, touching quarters
Order be rich
Pull up in that foreign, my bitch so foreign
Take a pic
Rather get money than lay with a bitch
Them youngin's that's with me
They stay with the shit's
I do VVS so flawless
These rap niggas so garbage
Put an infrared on that carbon
We taxin' niggas no bargins
Made a couple racks, that's a good night
When I took flight, first class
Porsche 911, that'll mrk past
That's Milly Rock in the 3rd Ave
Section full of bottles
I don't ever do the bar
I'm always in the buildin'
Them bitches know who we are
I'm smokin' on the finest
This shit look like a cigar
Hear you ridin' like Raiden nigga
Get up out the car
Goin' out my way to finally
Come up out that dark
I couldn't see no lights, livin' trife
Me and my dog stop askin' questions
Mami you gotta take it off
Liquor, weed, and molly
Them bitches'll probably take it off
I don't know nothin' about you but
I just chase the money
I went too hard to ever let
A nigga take it from me
I'm in Neiman's rememberin' every
Day was bummy
Making pick ups in the projects
Addicted to filthy money the last bid
I promise I will put that work down
God bless the child that hold his own
Let's go to church now the devil on me
Hope you can dig it, I got a shovel on me
Hard for me to walk through detective's
I got that metal on me
Meek already told you niggas in
Life it's levels homie
These niggas switch like the seasons
I'm feelin' better lonely
All by my dolo, Polo when I do fall gear
In public hard to get close to me
Just know we all here
In one year I did a song with Nas
Did a song with Styles did a song with Jada
Give a fuck about haters
Did records with Wyclef
Got a drink with Noreaga
Pusha T, that's my nigga
Adidas come in flavors
In the 'jects blastin' music
Fuck all my neighbors
Havin' conversations with Trigger bout
Bitches and liquor
He told me go get the money and
Don't get caught up with niggas
Blog sites be on me
Watch how I talk to these niggas
We was trappin' break the package
Split it all with my hittas
1199, dimes light up a forest on niggas
They ain't East
Slowing down a little bit?)
Everybody slows down when they
Get older i think
If I can just be smarter than all
The youngings that's comin' I'll be fine am
I slowing down? Maybe a little bit
Maybe not
(You have a chance to
Win a championship here?)
When I'm on a team, we've got good
Guys around me, then yes, yes, hell yes
Look it's funeral wakes
Graveyard flower time
No studio breaks, trey balls, power grind
Y'all on Ramadan, save that I devour mines
Someone I came back with them power lines
Chasin' down the skrilla
Quit playin' with a killer
I ain't a dermatologist
You ain't gon' get a filler
You claimin' niggas iller? Must
Be from Cincinnati
Well I triple dare you crawl up
In this cage with a gorilla
Right hook, left hook
I'll give you the best look
Ever think of checking me? I
Better see check books
I don't think you understand
Whenever the chef cook
Playin' with the thunder gang?
You better be Westbrook trigger finger itchy
22 to 50s
I don't which one a nigga pickin' up
I'm picky you think you finna get me?
You little niggas really got me fucked up
Which one of y'all hit me with a
Dig me I'm in the Porsche only 5th or boss
They've been screamin' all day so
The engine is horse christian Diors
You ain't know it nigga I floss
Gators on the kid like I'm
Down at Disney resort
Dog who you cats foolin'? I will finish you
It's principle, I'm past true it
Who your class schoolin'?
I'm on the ave cruisin'
Headed to the party and
I'm hittin' everything movin'
That's some mad shootin' pocket and cash
You see I got the ave boomin' body in trash
I mean what kind of bag you in?
You don't give up that scratch
Then your hat fumin'
What's the nickel pack, pack
You can ask Hue and
When I put on a show I got these cats hootin'
What you put in the flow
And how is that human?
Gat come with the extendo, your ass poolin'
I grab money out the window, I'm fast foodin'
I had to Rollie the wrist
I put in the order, get hit
I come from the border, touching quarters
Order be rich
Pull up in that foreign, my bitch so foreign
Take a pic
Rather get money than lay with a bitch
Them youngin's that's with me
They stay with the shit's
I do VVS so flawless
These rap niggas so garbage
Put an infrared on that carbon
We taxin' niggas no bargins
Made a couple racks, that's a good night
When I took flight, first class
Porsche 911, that'll mrk past
That's Milly Rock in the 3rd Ave
Section full of bottles
I don't ever do the bar
I'm always in the buildin'
Them bitches know who we are
I'm smokin' on the finest
This shit look like a cigar
Hear you ridin' like Raiden nigga
Get up out the car
Goin' out my way to finally
Come up out that dark
I couldn't see no lights, livin' trife
Me and my dog stop askin' questions
Mami you gotta take it off
Liquor, weed, and molly
Them bitches'll probably take it off
I don't know nothin' about you but
I just chase the money
I went too hard to ever let
A nigga take it from me
I'm in Neiman's rememberin' every
Day was bummy
Making pick ups in the projects
Addicted to filthy money the last bid
I promise I will put that work down
God bless the child that hold his own
Let's go to church now the devil on me
Hope you can dig it, I got a shovel on me
Hard for me to walk through detective's
I got that metal on me
Meek already told you niggas in
Life it's levels homie
These niggas switch like the seasons
I'm feelin' better lonely
All by my dolo, Polo when I do fall gear
In public hard to get close to me
Just know we all here
In one year I did a song with Nas
Did a song with Styles did a song with Jada
Give a fuck about haters
Did records with Wyclef
Got a drink with Noreaga
Pusha T, that's my nigga
Adidas come in flavors
In the 'jects blastin' music
Fuck all my neighbors
Havin' conversations with Trigger bout
Bitches and liquor
He told me go get the money and
Don't get caught up with niggas
Blog sites be on me
Watch how I talk to these niggas
We was trappin' break the package
Split it all with my hittas
1199, dimes light up a forest on niggas
They ain't East