Yeat - All wëek lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - All wëek lyrics]
Yeah
Yeah, pockets full, pockets fat
Being broke was so bad
But I'm on this jet with a
Whole lot of bags now (yeah)
You say you want these racks
Then get off your ass, kid
(Your ass)
That boy high fashion, everything fancy
(Fancy) they tried say to my twizzy
Went and said that
Told ’em "It can't be true"
I been high thinkin' about the past
I remember when oxy was just introduced
(To me) "You still a kid", I’m still a kid
But the difference is I sit in a booster
Asked that bitch, "Where you
Wanna go?" she said, "Ruth Chris"
(yeah) they said "Yeat, you was just broke
How the hеll'd you do this?" (yeah)
I don't know how I got this Porsche
I don't know wherе the roof at (yeah)
She give me brain and use this hand
This bitch an all-around eater take like 24
7, I'm an all week geeker
Said "What you gettin' from me"
I don't need sleep either, nah
Everything they want come back
Just like a teeter (Saw)
Say you wanna be rich, then you gotta scam
You gotta be a cheater (A cheater)
Yeah, the cheetah print pajamas on the
Ass make it look fatter (So fat)
When I smack that shit two times
It make me gladder (yeah)
You ain't even know me like that for real
So why’s it matter? (Why’s it matter?)
You was the somewhere in the
Hills whenever I met her
(Whenever I met her)
You told me that she was on the pill
So I went faster (I just want it)
D-R-A-C-O, get back, keep dancin' (Phew)
She a good girl, shakin’ the ass for real
She not even dancin' (Not even)
I live in my own world
I don't look for fuckin' answers
I don’t do shit 'bout it
These kids really some bitches
I can't even stand 'em (I can't)
I never answer to go do shit
So what is you askin'? (yeah)
That bitch R-IS-K-Y
But she passionate the Hellcat
I told 'em "I'm bout to slide"
But I told 'em "I crashed it"
I wan' take when I'm alive
But I'll take when I'm passin'
(I'll take when I'm)
I'm failin' this shit every time
Not talkin' bout school
Talkin' bout drug tests
I been moved on, don't care about my exes
(Exes)
I drove the Rolls Royce from LA to New York
No exit's (yeah)
Yeah, pockets full, pockets fat
Being broke was so bad
But I'm on this jet with a
Whole lot of bags now (yeah)
You say you want these racks
Then get off your ass, kid
(Your ass)
That boy high fashion, everything fancy
(Fancy) they tried say to my twizzy
Went and said that
Told 'em "It can't be true"
I been high thinkin' about the past
I remember when I was just introduced
(To me) "You still a kid", I'm still a kid
But the difference is I sit in a booster
Yeah, pockets full, pockets fat
Being broke was so bad
But I'm on this jet with a
Whole lot of bags now (yeah)
You say you want these racks
Then get off your ass, kid
(Your ass)
That boy high fashion, everything fancy
(Fancy) they tried say to my twizzy
Went and said that
Told 'em "It can't be true"
I been high thinkin' about the past
I remember when I was just introduced
(To me) "You still a kid", I'm still a kid
But the difference is I sit in a booster
Yeah, pockets full, pockets fat
Being broke was so bad
But I'm on this jet with a
Whole lot of bags now (yeah)
You say you want these racks
Then get off your ass, kid
(Your ass)
That boy high fashion, everything fancy
(Fancy) they tried say to my twizzy
Went and said that
Told ’em "It can't be true"
I been high thinkin' about the past
I remember when oxy was just introduced
(To me) "You still a kid", I’m still a kid
But the difference is I sit in a booster
Asked that bitch, "Where you
Wanna go?" she said, "Ruth Chris"
(yeah) they said "Yeat, you was just broke
How the hеll'd you do this?" (yeah)
I don't know how I got this Porsche
I don't know wherе the roof at (yeah)
She give me brain and use this hand
This bitch an all-around eater take like 24
7, I'm an all week geeker
Said "What you gettin' from me"
I don't need sleep either, nah
Everything they want come back
Just like a teeter (Saw)
Say you wanna be rich, then you gotta scam
You gotta be a cheater (A cheater)
Yeah, the cheetah print pajamas on the
Ass make it look fatter (So fat)
When I smack that shit two times
It make me gladder (yeah)
You ain't even know me like that for real
So why’s it matter? (Why’s it matter?)
You was the somewhere in the
Hills whenever I met her
(Whenever I met her)
You told me that she was on the pill
So I went faster (I just want it)
D-R-A-C-O, get back, keep dancin' (Phew)
She a good girl, shakin’ the ass for real
She not even dancin' (Not even)
I live in my own world
I don't look for fuckin' answers
I don’t do shit 'bout it
These kids really some bitches
I can't even stand 'em (I can't)
I never answer to go do shit
So what is you askin'? (yeah)
That bitch R-IS-K-Y
But she passionate the Hellcat
I told 'em "I'm bout to slide"
But I told 'em "I crashed it"
I wan' take when I'm alive
But I'll take when I'm passin'
(I'll take when I'm)
I'm failin' this shit every time
Not talkin' bout school
Talkin' bout drug tests
I been moved on, don't care about my exes
(Exes)
I drove the Rolls Royce from LA to New York
No exit's (yeah)
Yeah, pockets full, pockets fat
Being broke was so bad
But I'm on this jet with a
Whole lot of bags now (yeah)
You say you want these racks
Then get off your ass, kid
(Your ass)
That boy high fashion, everything fancy
(Fancy) they tried say to my twizzy
Went and said that
Told 'em "It can't be true"
I been high thinkin' about the past
I remember when I was just introduced
(To me) "You still a kid", I'm still a kid
But the difference is I sit in a booster
Yeah, pockets full, pockets fat
Being broke was so bad
But I'm on this jet with a
Whole lot of bags now (yeah)
You say you want these racks
Then get off your ass, kid
(Your ass)
That boy high fashion, everything fancy
(Fancy) they tried say to my twizzy
Went and said that
Told 'em "It can't be true"
I been high thinkin' about the past
I remember when I was just introduced
(To me) "You still a kid", I'm still a kid
But the difference is I sit in a booster