Yeat - Feel more lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - Feel more lyrics]
Yeah (Go)
Yeah, I went and checked out my watch
Pissin' out canary yellow diamonds
Out my cock
Went to the bank, got twenty bands, went and
Hit Chanel, pull it out like bitch
I'm a star bitch gon pull up and suck on
My dick like a meatball
Shawty has no more knob
Bitch wanna talk, this shit like a C4 talk
Blowing up my only job
You already bet that my Twizzy
Gon' pick up the phone
When I call him and tell him this lighter
Issey Miyake, the bag with the strap on it
Whole
Lotta racks in it, whole lotta cash in it
Go
Not 'bout to tell where the scrolls in it go
My rent going up from the ceiling to floor
Bitch calling my phone like
Twenty damn times, if
She call me again I'ma block her, 'bout time
Pull up with the mini Draco, yeah
Turn the insides into playdough
I done swerved the coupe, goddamn
They see what I do, yeah
Pinstripe the Palm Angels hoodie like a zoo
Yeah i feel like I'm Covid, bitch, I'm sick
I got the flu
For really they my twizzy, they my bizzy
They my crew
You couldn't do no wrong with me
To tell that boy the truth
Every color diamonds and I went
Put 'em on my tooth
I went and bought me a new crib, yeah, in LA
Not the Bay diamonds, they way too wet
Bitch, matter fact, i live on a lake
Yeah, best believe I peel off, yeah
From the cops way I swerve from the jakes
Serve all these diamonds so easily, all of
My drip it came in from Italy, yeah
I made a hundred off shake, yeah
I learned to finesse with that BAPE
This bitch mad, said she irate
You ain't even gotta pour up
We ain't asking bout a play
Workin' out bucks and I'm banking up great
Only way I do it only get in my way (Go)
She said, "Yeat, yeah, I wanna feel more"
Told that bitch to take some X to feel more
Happy, not no Gilmore
Nappy, they was sleeping on me
But not no more
Yeah, wake up, yeah, wake up, yeah, wake up
Yeah i can't wake up when I'm off this lean
Wake up with no perc in me
I be booted off this X
And they been feelin' me
Yeah, I went and checked out my watch
Pissin' out canary yellow diamonds
Out my cock
Went to the bank, got twenty bands, went and
Hit Chanel, pull it out like bitch
I'm a star bitch gon pull up and suck on
My dick like a meatball
Shawty has no more knob
Bitch wanna talk, this shit like a C4 talk
Blowing up my only job
You already bet that my Twizzy
Gon' pick up the phone
When I call him and tell him this lighter
Issey Miyake, the bag with the strap on it
Whole
Lotta racks in it, whole lotta cash in it
Go
Not 'bout to tell where the scrolls in it go
My rent going up from the ceiling to floor
Bitch calling my phone like
Twenty damn times, if
She call me again I'ma block her, 'bout time
Pull up with the mini Draco, yeah
Turn the insides into playdough
I done swerved the coupe, goddamn
They see what I do, yeah
Pinstripe the Palm Angels hoodie like a zoo
Yeah i feel like I'm Covid, bitch, I'm sick
I got the flu
For really they my twizzy, they my bizzy
They my crew
You couldn't do no wrong with me
To tell that boy the truth
Every color diamonds and I went
Put 'em on my tooth
I went and bought me a new crib, yeah, in LA
Not the Bay diamonds, they way too wet
Bitch, matter fact, i live on a lake
Yeah, best believe I peel off, yeah
From the cops way I swerve from the jakes
Serve all these diamonds so easily, all of
My drip it came in from Italy, yeah
I made a hundred off shake, yeah
I learned to finesse with that BAPE
This bitch mad, said she irate
You ain't even gotta pour up
We ain't asking bout a play
Workin' out bucks and I'm banking up great
Only way I do it only get in my way (Go)
She said, "Yeat, yeah, I wanna feel more"
Told that bitch to take some X to feel more
Happy, not no Gilmore
Nappy, they was sleeping on me
But not no more
Yeah, wake up, yeah, wake up, yeah, wake up
Yeah i can't wake up when I'm off this lean
Wake up with no perc in me
I be booted off this X
And they been feelin' me