Lil Yachty, Key! - Yea lyrics
Lil Yachty [Miles Parks McCollum] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Yachty, Key! - Yea lyrics]
Call my bro if there's a problem
Nigga want smoke (Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Call my bro, if it's a problem, buddy
You don't know (yeah, yeah)
I pull off 56, that's that new Bentley
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Work my wrist in the pot, Hurricane Katrina
(Damn) keep a 9 on my waist
That's the Stanley Steamer (Damn)
I need a bitch that looks like 1996 Trina
(Damn)
That's that cat one, true story though
(yeah, yeah, damn)
I grew up with my brother up on (Damn)
You niggas need to learn your place
You need to learn your role (Damn)
Nigga got his nose all in the wrong Kool-Aid
(Damn) nigga talkin' down on gang then
It's time to dookie
Damn, damn, damn okay, damn
Whoa, whoa, damn whoa, whoa, damn
Yeah, whoa, damn uh, whoa, damn, damn, damn
Damn damn
Damn damn
Ay, uh, ay, Run off on a nigga in a tracksuit
(Tracksuit)
ManMan at the at the whip with the Mac too
(With the Mac too)
If he run up on the whip, then it's bad news
(That's just bad news)
Man, how ya screamin' fuck ya man, boo
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Big money talkin', bitch, shut up
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
I walk out this bitch, cuttin' up
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Go back inside the tent, she got her butt up
(She got her butt up)
You lookin' for ya main hoe, she with us
(Oh, she with us)
Aye, sniper rifle when we pistol pack
Snitchin' on yo partna', boy
That’s a bitch tactic (Dirt on 'em)
Double cup my coffee, cup of lean, uh
(Dirt on 'em)
When I say I don't give a fuck, I mean it
(Damn)
Nigga want smoke (Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Call my bro, if it's a problem, buddy
You don't know (yeah, yeah)
I pull off 56, that's that new Bentley
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Work my wrist in the pot, Hurricane Katrina
(Damn) keep a 9 on my waist
That's the Stanley Steamer (Damn)
I need a bitch that looks like 1996 Trina
(Damn)
That's that cat one, true story though
(yeah, yeah, damn)
I grew up with my brother up on (Damn)
You niggas need to learn your place
You need to learn your role (Damn)
Nigga got his nose all in the wrong Kool-Aid
(Damn) nigga talkin' down on gang then
It's time to dookie
Damn, damn, damn okay, damn
Whoa, whoa, damn whoa, whoa, damn
Yeah, whoa, damn uh, whoa, damn, damn, damn
Damn damn
Damn damn
Ay, uh, ay, Run off on a nigga in a tracksuit
(Tracksuit)
ManMan at the at the whip with the Mac too
(With the Mac too)
If he run up on the whip, then it's bad news
(That's just bad news)
Man, how ya screamin' fuck ya man, boo
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Big money talkin', bitch, shut up
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
I walk out this bitch, cuttin' up
(Fuck you talkin' bout?)
Go back inside the tent, she got her butt up
(She got her butt up)
You lookin' for ya main hoe, she with us
(Oh, she with us)
Aye, sniper rifle when we pistol pack
Snitchin' on yo partna', boy
That’s a bitch tactic (Dirt on 'em)
Double cup my coffee, cup of lean, uh
(Dirt on 'em)
When I say I don't give a fuck, I mean it
(Damn)