Yeat - 1st Hunnid lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - 1st Hunnid lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
I just went and bought a crib
Yeah, bitch, I'm done with apartments, yeah
Yes, I be rocking the
Junya Watanabe, bitch, yeah
It sit on my cardigan
What is we doing today? I’m finna go
Take a Perc' in my back backyardigans
This bitch already sucked on my
Pickle, you gotta catch up, no condiments
Bitch, I've been booted up, yeah, on
The X every day, yeah
I don’t know where the bottom is
Up at the top with a whole lotta
Guap and it's really no stopping it
Yеah, I'm on a whole fucking new levеl
(New level)
Bitch 'bout to pull up on and ride on a
Bike, these bitches just learned
How to bike pedal, yeah
Yeah, these kids is so corny, yeah, kettle
(Corny) i'm not a virgin, I got a whole lot
(Whole lot) i gotta cop a lil' jet, yeah
So I got a whole lotta luggage
You not my twiz or my cuddy, yeah
You not my twin or my buddy
I got a whole lotta flawless baguettes on
My wrist, yeah, turn to a yeti, yeah
This skinny bitch got a mac 'n' cheese pussy
It sound like spaghetti
Yeah, I’m finna tell you what’s
Going on right now, yeah
It's nine twenty-six AM
Yeah, I’m finna go back to sleep
Or I'm finna take me an X
Yeah, I can feel the boot up in my chest
Yeah, I ain't really fucking with rest
Yeah, bitch, I'ma fail every test
Yeah, brand new chain in Alyx
Yeah, ain’t been sober for some weeks
Yeah, Beni bachi when I geek
I took her to Bossanova, finna beat
I'm finna walk in this bitch
And they flooded my wrist
They don't gotta say shit to the kid
They told me I gotta keep
Doing what I'm doing
Gotta keep making hit's
Yeah, I told you, it is what it is
Bitch, you a lame, we not the same
I don't got
Yeah, bitch I get to that cheese, quesadilla
Maison Margiela
I walked in the store and I painted my feet
Yeah, don't worry, you're still my senorita
You're the number one cheerleader
You're my eater, yeah
No, we not the same, we not no geek
I'm sipping Trissy
We're not real exact like you're my bizzy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
I just went and bought a crib
Yeah, bitch, I'm done with apartments, yeah
Yes, I be rocking the
Junya Watanabe, bitch, yeah
It sit on my cardigan
What is we doing today? I'm finna go
Take a Perc' in my back backyardigans
This bitch already sucked on my
Pickle, you gotta catch up, no condiments
Bitch, I've been booted up, yeah, on
The X every day, yeah
I don't know where the bottom is
Up at the top with a whole lotta
Guap and it's really no stopping it
Yeah, I'm on a whole fucking new level
(New level)
Bitch 'bout to pull up on and ride on a
Bike, these bitches just learned
How to bike pedal, yeah
Yeah, these kids is so corny, yeah, kettle
(Corny) i'm not a virgin, I got a whole lot
(Whole lot) i gotta cop a lil' jet, yeah
So I got a whole lotta luggage
You not my twiz or my cuddy, yeah
You not my twin or my buddy
I got a whole lotta flawless baguettes on
My wrist, yeah, turn to a yeti, yeah
This skinny bitch got a mac 'n' cheese pussy
It sound like spaghetti
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
I just went and bought a crib
Yeah, bitch, I'm done with apartments, yeah
Yes, I be rocking the
Junya Watanabe, bitch, yeah
It sit on my cardigan
What is we doing today? I’m finna go
Take a Perc' in my back backyardigans
This bitch already sucked on my
Pickle, you gotta catch up, no condiments
Bitch, I've been booted up, yeah, on
The X every day, yeah
I don’t know where the bottom is
Up at the top with a whole lotta
Guap and it's really no stopping it
Yеah, I'm on a whole fucking new levеl
(New level)
Bitch 'bout to pull up on and ride on a
Bike, these bitches just learned
How to bike pedal, yeah
Yeah, these kids is so corny, yeah, kettle
(Corny) i'm not a virgin, I got a whole lot
(Whole lot) i gotta cop a lil' jet, yeah
So I got a whole lotta luggage
You not my twiz or my cuddy, yeah
You not my twin or my buddy
I got a whole lotta flawless baguettes on
My wrist, yeah, turn to a yeti, yeah
This skinny bitch got a mac 'n' cheese pussy
It sound like spaghetti
Yeah, I’m finna tell you what’s
Going on right now, yeah
It's nine twenty-six AM
Yeah, I’m finna go back to sleep
Or I'm finna take me an X
Yeah, I can feel the boot up in my chest
Yeah, I ain't really fucking with rest
Yeah, bitch, I'ma fail every test
Yeah, brand new chain in Alyx
Yeah, ain’t been sober for some weeks
Yeah, Beni bachi when I geek
I took her to Bossanova, finna beat
I'm finna walk in this bitch
And they flooded my wrist
They don't gotta say shit to the kid
They told me I gotta keep
Doing what I'm doing
Gotta keep making hit's
Yeah, I told you, it is what it is
Bitch, you a lame, we not the same
I don't got
Yeah, bitch I get to that cheese, quesadilla
Maison Margiela
I walked in the store and I painted my feet
Yeah, don't worry, you're still my senorita
You're the number one cheerleader
You're my eater, yeah
No, we not the same, we not no geek
I'm sipping Trissy
We're not real exact like you're my bizzy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I touched a hunnid bands
I touched a hunnid bands
I just went and bought a crib
Yeah, bitch, I'm done with apartments, yeah
Yes, I be rocking the
Junya Watanabe, bitch, yeah
It sit on my cardigan
What is we doing today? I'm finna go
Take a Perc' in my back backyardigans
This bitch already sucked on my
Pickle, you gotta catch up, no condiments
Bitch, I've been booted up, yeah, on
The X every day, yeah
I don't know where the bottom is
Up at the top with a whole lotta
Guap and it's really no stopping it
Yeah, I'm on a whole fucking new level
(New level)
Bitch 'bout to pull up on and ride on a
Bike, these bitches just learned
How to bike pedal, yeah
Yeah, these kids is so corny, yeah, kettle
(Corny) i'm not a virgin, I got a whole lot
(Whole lot) i gotta cop a lil' jet, yeah
So I got a whole lotta luggage
You not my twiz or my cuddy, yeah
You not my twin or my buddy
I got a whole lotta flawless baguettes on
My wrist, yeah, turn to a yeti, yeah
This skinny bitch got a mac 'n' cheese pussy
It sound like spaghetti