Yeat, SeptembersRich - Hello lyrics

[Yeat, SeptembersRich - Hello lyrics]

(Karegi, haha)
Yeah, somebody keep calling my phone

Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
(Hello)
Who keep on calling my, phone
Same number keep on calling me
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone
Get in that truck and get gone
Block that bitch off of my, phone
That bitch keep calling my, phone
Told her to leave me alone
Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne
(Uh, huh)
She told me to pull up and hell yeah (Swerve)
I'm finna beat it all night
I got the bread in the back
Of the whip put the
X on my hip so I hit it all night

I might hit the swerve on the bitch
Or I might hit the pull up
(Might hit the pull up)
I'm in the gym with my money
This bitch doin' pull-ups
(Yeah)
Kicked all the damn bad
Things about the yeah
Shoulda coulda woulda
Yeah bitch
I be high with the guys I kick it with Buddha
Oh yeah, that just remind me
I'm finna bootup
I might take her to Cha nay nay
Or I might take a Chuppa
They don't really be geeked like us
(No way)
They don't really be running it up (No way)
They don't really do nothing at all
(Uh)
But they always just wan' be involved
(Fuck 'em)
Made a whole new wave, yeah WAV
(Yeah, let's go)
Bitch give me head, bitch give me Bop-It
(Let's go)
Yeah, and she drank all my kids, she swallow
Bitch I be high with the guys
It is what it is
My name in the Bible

Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
Who keep on calling my, phone
Same number keep on calling me
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone
Get in that truck and get gone
Block that bitch off of my, phone
That bitch keep calling my, phone
Told her to leave me alone (Yeah! Yeah)
Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne
(Uh, huh)
She told me to pull up and hell yeah
I'm finna beat it all night
I got the bread in the back
Of the whip put the
X on my hip so I hit it all night
(Yeah)

We started that brand new wave
This shit I done put out, finna go to LA
Can't even top up the money I made (Shh)
Finna put that shit out in they face
Shooter on payroll, that boy getting paid
The X just be calling my phone everyday
Pull up on yo thotty, get ate
That pussy boy used to be hate (Pussy)
Hello, why that bih' calling my phone
(My phone)
The X and that perc got be gone (Gone)
They steady be jockin' our flow (My flow)
That bitch let me jerk in her throat
I just be laughing (Ha ha ha)
The opps done turned to a joke
Bitch we gone pop out at every show
(Let's go)

Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
Hello
Who keep on calling my, phone
Same number keep on calling me
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone
Get in that truck and get gone
Block that bitch off of my, phone
That bitch keep calling my, phone
Told her to leave me alone (Yeah! Yeah)
Five-hundred thousand dollar, cologne
(Uh huh, uh huh)
She told me to pull up and hell yeah
I'm finna beat it all night
I got the bread in the back
Of the whip put the
X on my hip so I hit it all night
I might hit the swerve on the bitch
Or I might hit the pull up
Yeah, hello
(Hello) , hello (Hello) , hello (Hello)
Hello
(Hello) , hello (Hello)
Hello (Hello, hello
Hello)

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