Lady London, Dreezy - Yea Yea lyrics

What you want, for me to lie to you
Talk to you like I desire you
Want me all for a title that isn’t viable
Or hear me talk like an Aries and show you fire

See, if my main n**ga tweak, my lil’ yeah, yeah gon’ pick me up
Now he like, How you gettin’ FaceTimes from Pizza Hut
If you don’t know your worth, these n**gas try to lowball
So if that card decline, I’ma do the same to your phone call
Got forty inches, hair draggin’ to my hip
First date he trickin’ off, I’m talkin’ bag and matchin’ drip

He the type that always walk around braggin’ ’bout his d!ck
I let him hit it once and found an AirTag up in my whip
I got that yeah, yeah, black trucks like the mayor here
He tryna stay at my spot, like what, you need welfare
I’m thick and heavy, he gotta stay trigger-ready
Crop his face all out my pics, I call that n**ga Wizard Kelly

He keep askin’, What are we I tell him I don’t know
That’s my lil’ yeah, yeah, he never tell me no
He like the way I am, ain’t nothin’ like these h0es
Don’t worry about no money that no other n**ga throw, look
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
He don’t never tell me no

This n**ga like, You got a friend for my homie, boo
No, papa, I want your homie, got a friend for you
He like, Why you so private I thought you been my bae
Boy, you in the NBA and on an NDA
I don’t play that I hurt you and you want payback
Repossessing purses, emotional, I can see that

You keep asking questions like, What are we
I’ma tell you like, Listen, just be my peace
Don’t try and get for me to pose for your pictures, scary
I’m just lookin’ for mimosas and missionary
Posts got a risk they carry, givin’ an obituary
Papa, I ain’t tryna be your missus or the chick you marry

He keep askin’, What are we I tell him I don’t know
That’s my lil’ yeah, yeah, he never tell me no
He like the way I am, ain’t nothin’ like these h0es
Don’t worry about no money that no other n**ga throw, look
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
He don’t never tell me no

Yeah, yeah, he benefit me mad cab
Designer my attire, get fly and he pay the airfare
Airfare In a Lear jet, he a Care Bear and I feel that
But if my yeah, yeah got a yeah, yeah, oh hell no, don’t deal with that
Yeah, we so private, got jet-lag, if he get a b!tch, I’ma dead that
Take selfies all in his whip, but if he postin’ me, that’s a red flag

Ooh, girl, that’s my sneaky link, cuffin’ you, never lovin’ you
N**ga just be bluffin’, just somethin’ do when it’s nothin’ to
I’m like cut him if he say, That’s my girl, you ain’t David Ruffin, boo
He ain’t even my number two, send him home, let him comfort you
It’s up to you if you ain’t believe it, humble, but I’m fake conceited
N**ga post me and I’m payin’ to get your page deleted

He keep askin’, What are we I tell him I don’t know
That’s my lil’ yeah, yeah, he never tell me no
He like the way I am, ain’t nothin’ like these h0es
Don’t worry about no money that no other n**ga throw, look
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
That my lil’ yeah, yeah
He don’t never tell me no

What you want, for me to lie to you
Talk to you like I desire you
Want me all for a title that isn’t viable
Or hear me talk like an Aries and show you fire