Yeat - Expensive Taste lyrics

[Yeat - Expensive Taste lyrics]

They told me, "Yeat, you the greatest"
I asked that bitch what she do (Huh?)
They told me this Rollie the greatest
I put that ice on, a V times two, yeah
Yeah we came from space, yeah
Yeah we the young new astronauts
Bitch just look at my face, yeah
And you could tell if I asked or not

Yeah, she got expensive taste
I asked her, "How do it taste?"
She took her mouth off my cock
Look me in my еyes
And give me that dirty ol' facе
I said I'm not stopping these pills
I'm stuck in my ways
I don't think I'm ever gonna change
Yeah I put the trust in my cup
Cause I love all my drugs
Love the mudd, Love the drank-drank-drank

Hop in that Bentley, go "Whoo!" (Shwoooo)
They be like suwoop (Shlat)
You already know what it do she love gang
She wanna slurp the whole motherfucking crew
(You bet) yeah, you wanna ride on the plane
You wanna hangout with gang Then
Explain what you do (Yerm)
Yeah, I stand on my money, I feel like Uzi
Feel like 8'2 yo, you slat? (Yoooo)
Yo, you slat? (This new XD)
Bentley gone fly (And one more thing)
400 on the dash (I wanna OD, yeah)
Yeah, don't nobody owe me, yeah
You don't know the old me, yuhh
You not no OG! (yeah) you don't know me!

They told me that "Yeat, you the greatest"
I asked that bitch what she do (Huh?)
They told me this Rollie the greatest
I put that ice on, a V times two, yeah
Yeah we came from space, yeah
Yeah we the young new astronauts
Bitch just look at my face, yeah
And you could tell if I asked or not
Yeah, she got expensive taste
I asked her, "How do it taste?"
She took her mouth off my cock
Look me in my eyes
And give me that dirty ol' face
I said I'm not stopping these pills
I'm stuck in my ways
I don't think I'm ever gonna change
Yeah I put the trust in my cup
Cause I love all my drugs
Love the mudd, Love the drank-drank-drank

Nobody higher than me, yeah
I be as high as can be (Y'all don't)
I be so high but it don't even matter
Cause all of my money times 3 (yeah)
Please tell me why you don't see
None of this shit come free
I wanna talk to my demons
Yeah they sound just like me
Sometimes, yeah, it be sorrow
We was in LA in expensive
Whips riding round all night (Sheee)
You can think whatever the fuck you want
But I got mob ties pull up on a bitch
Have her park it for the all night
And I know it's wrong, I said, "I love you"
But it's all lies
Yeah, my wrist is buried in that VVS
I got them baptized
Uh, the Burberry and Prada on my body
The silk didn't feel light
I just set it on my necklace, yeah
God damn Michael Phelps type

They told me, "Yeat, you the greatest"
I asked that bitch what she do (Huh?)
They told me this Rollie the greatest
I put that ice on, a V times two, yeah
Yeah we came from space, yeah
Yeah we the young new astronauts
Bitch just look at my face, yeah
And you could tell if I asked or not
Yeah, she got expensive taste
I asked her, "How do it taste?"
She took her mouth off my cock
Look me in my eyes
And give me that dirty ol' face
I said I'm not stopping these pills
I'm stuck in my ways
I don't think I'm ever gonna change
Yeah I put the trust in my cup
Cause I love all my drugs
Love the mudd, Love the drank-drank-drank

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