RonSoCold, Yeat - WOAH lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[RonSoCold, Yeat - WOAH lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, Neeko
You made that motherfucking beat?
Ah nah, you ain't make that motherfucker
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
Yeah, where'd you get 'em? yeah
Your diamonds would you split 'em, huh
With your side bitch? (yeah, ha)
I just move in Bentley, bigger climates
I got honey buns, yeah, on my privates
I got big meals, yeah, moving private
(Private jet)
Yeah, I boot off the X, yeah, I'm a pilot
Yeah, who you are? Who you
With? You not for us (yeah)
Had to stay down, now I'm on the come up (Go)
I put that ho on the molly
I'm on the Addy and Oxy'
I lost my mind, I'm out my body
I'm in the coupe, I'm with a thottie
She wanna suck me sloppy, sloppy
Living my life like a boss
Fucking this ho at the top of the loft
Ain't my twin? He gon' get crossed
Get him knocked off
I don't care about the cost
In the AMG with a stick on me
My bitch, she the baddest, she stay on fleek
Stay on them drugs, I love to geek
I'm on the block where the demons be
Racks on me, I keep 'em neat
I get higher than Jesus be
Turn your lil' ho to a treesh
She see me, she ready to eat
You know me, I play for keeps
All my cars ain't got no keys
That money counter, it go beep
I drop that bag, they put you on a tee
When it come to these hoes
I'm having options
Don't do no talking, we just off him
Get him buried, kick his coffin
She say I'm a demon, I'm really a goblin
Yeah, where'd you get 'em? yeah
Your diamonds would you split 'em, huh
With your side bitch? (yeah, ha)
I just move in Bentley, bigger climates
I got honey buns, yeah, on my privates
I got big meals, yeah, moving private
(Private jet)
Yeah, I boot off the X, yeah, I'm a pilot
Yeah, who you are? Who you
With? You not for us (yeah)
Had to stay down, now I'm on the come up (Go)
You made that motherfucking beat?
Ah nah, you ain't make that motherfucker
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
Yeah, where'd you get 'em? yeah
Your diamonds would you split 'em, huh
With your side bitch? (yeah, ha)
I just move in Bentley, bigger climates
I got honey buns, yeah, on my privates
I got big meals, yeah, moving private
(Private jet)
Yeah, I boot off the X, yeah, I'm a pilot
Yeah, who you are? Who you
With? You not for us (yeah)
Had to stay down, now I'm on the come up (Go)
I put that ho on the molly
I'm on the Addy and Oxy'
I lost my mind, I'm out my body
I'm in the coupe, I'm with a thottie
She wanna suck me sloppy, sloppy
Living my life like a boss
Fucking this ho at the top of the loft
Ain't my twin? He gon' get crossed
Get him knocked off
I don't care about the cost
In the AMG with a stick on me
My bitch, she the baddest, she stay on fleek
Stay on them drugs, I love to geek
I'm on the block where the demons be
Racks on me, I keep 'em neat
I get higher than Jesus be
Turn your lil' ho to a treesh
She see me, she ready to eat
You know me, I play for keeps
All my cars ain't got no keys
That money counter, it go beep
I drop that bag, they put you on a tee
When it come to these hoes
I'm having options
Don't do no talking, we just off him
Get him buried, kick his coffin
She say I'm a demon, I'm really a goblin
Yeah, where'd you get 'em? yeah
Your diamonds would you split 'em, huh
With your side bitch? (yeah, ha)
I just move in Bentley, bigger climates
I got honey buns, yeah, on my privates
I got big meals, yeah, moving private
(Private jet)
Yeah, I boot off the X, yeah, I'm a pilot
Yeah, who you are? Who you
With? You not for us (yeah)
Had to stay down, now I'm on the come up (Go)