Yeat - Bëd Side lyrics

I done poured a deuce inside
My exotic pop and
Took a Perc and took a X today
And the fent Perc'll leave
You smacked up like
A truck like it hit you both ways
When you cross the road, you look both ways
Yeah (Zach, you killed this)

I took the Cayenne to the westside (Skrr)
She like when I hit it, yeah yeah
From the back side
All my diamonds flawless, yes sir
Where you keep that Glock? The bed side
(Phew) and she told me that she like it when
I hit it from the left side
I guess a broken heart is a fresh wound
But my baby, she a fresh womb
She drink that nut up, she chose to
Buy that bitch everything brand new
'Cause she just be doin' what she s'posed to


They be copying swag like I said some
Diamonds all bloody red, yeah, yeah
Like a red bottom or her period
How that turn into the issue?
You don't wanna listen to nothing I say
And every time I nut in my bae
When I nut on her face, shut up
Nothing to say
I got X gotta take up today (Drank up)
She wanna hit the Vivienne Westwood
When I'm on Melrose
Spankin' that shit from the back and
The side, she bent over, yeah
She touch her toes

Outside with these racks on me
Outside but it's an inside day
I got Vivienne, we right here, woah
None of that shit matter anyway
Do it in any weather, do it in any state
Can't fuck with the twelve
Can't fuck with the jakes
Racks got 'em doing what I say
Take the bat out like a kid on a sunny day
I hate being rich, I ain't finna sing
I'ma do the same shit everyday
Everything flawless, never make mistakes
Used to eat the noodles, now I'm eating steak
Sexin', bitch, Nobu with my bae
I can't chase a bitch, bitch
I bank with Chase
What expensive taste? You ain't getting paid
Dropping ten but making twenty everyday
Feeling like dropping deuces in my lemonade
With a double cup from 7-Eleven
Yeah, you ain't 'bout to get money
Bitches really be bluffing
I can't feel the boy, you
Fake like a cartoon
You ain't really nothing
Bitch, I really woke up, took a
Tesla, then I took a Perc'
I get to Elon Musking
More than half the bitches
That you rap about
That-that you cap about really be musty
They told me to let the
Tarantulas out of the cage
And they can't even get in
And every time I went and
Doubled back back the
Assumption knew I was right there with 'em
Can't even go make a song
With nobody 'cause they
Don't wanna hop on and get embarrassed by me
Yeah, fuck the jakes, fuck the law
Fuck the twelve, fuck the world, ayy
My brother told me that the
Opp hood been playing me, but it's all okay
Told him that I don't care about nothing
I could die now any day
And the fent Perc'll leave
You smacked up like
A truck hit you coming both ways

I took the Cayenne to the westside (Skrr)
She like when I hit it, yeah yeah
From the back side
All my diamonds flawless, yes sir
Where you keep that Glock? The bed side
(Phew) and she told me that she like it when
I hit it from the left side
I guess a broken heart is a fresh wound
But my baby, she a fresh womb
She drink that nut up, she chose to
Buy that bitch everything brand new
'Cause she just be doin' what she s'posed to
They be copying swag like I said some
Diamonds all bloody red, yeah, yeah
Like a red bottom or her period
How that turn into the issue?
You don't wanna listen to nothing I say
And every time I nut in my bae
When I nut on her face, shut up
Nothing to say
I got X gotta take up today (Drank up)
She wanna hit the Vivienne Westwood
When I'm on Melrose
Spankin' that shit from the back and
The side, she bent over, yeah
She touch her toes