Yeat - Forëally / 4Ly lyrics

[Yeat - Forëally / 4Ly lyrics]

(BNYX) woah

Even though I been staying inside
All you need to stay top line
All of my diamonds they SI
I turn the whip in the inside (Foreally)
I put them diamonds on rose gold (Foreally)
You say you got money but no hoes (Foreally)
White diamonds sitting on rose gold
(Foreally, foreally)
Yeah, we having the hundons
(Foreally, foreally)
In that thing, talkin' mob tie (Foreally)
Sipping the drink, gotta brush off (Foreally)
Everything big, got a franchise (Foreally)
I just went in, turned the bag up
Y'all in the mall going bankrupt
(yeah, foreally)

I count every time I walked in
On 'em, richer than 'em, pop my shit
I count every time I take a
Perc' like it was yesterday
I count every time I was really broke
I ain't even have food to eat
I count every time I'm sad, it make me happy
I count every time they sleeping on me
Swear to God they was napping
All my brothers rich bastards
All we rock Margelly
Flew this bitch from out of state
Then fucked her in the telly
Yeah, I ain't broke, I ink up daily
Every time they rock them fake ass diamonds
Call 'em Cinderelly glass, not no SI
Had to tell 'em that we is not friendly
Even if my brother turn his back on me
I'll turn to Melly

Even though I been staying inside
All you need to stay top line
All of my diamonds they SI
I turn the whip in the inside (Foreally)
I put them diamonds on rose gold (Foreally)
You say you got money but no hoes (Foreally)
White diamonds sitting on rose gold
(Foreally, foreally)
Yeah, we having the hundons
(Foreally, foreally)
In that thing, talkin' mob tie (Foreally)
Sipping this Tris, gotta branch out
(Foreally)
Everything big, got a franchise (Foreally)
I just went in, turned the bag up
Y'all in the mall going bankrupt
(yeah, foreally)

Yeah everywhere I step, I leave some water
I hired a mopper
Every time I look in my DMs
It's a new topper
Yeah, kid thought his bitch was faithful
She a bopper
Driving in the coupe, I'm going two hundred
Fuck a copper
Sipping on this purple in my cup
I'm sipping Wockhardt
I just blew a dub inside
The Malibu Chrome Hearts
Kid thought his bitch was faithful
She a bopper
Driving in the coupe, I'm going two hundred
Fuck a copper Foreally, we rich
We all way too rich
Yeah, foreally, yeah, foreally my twizzy
My bizzy yeah, foreally, we taking risks
Yeah, yeah, we rich, yeah

Even though I been staying inside
All you need to stay top line
All of my diamonds they SI
I turn the whip in the inside (Foreally)
I put them diamonds on rose gold (Foreally)
You say you got money but no hoes (Foreally)
White diamonds sitting on rose gold
(Foreally, foreally)
Yeah, we having the hundons
(Foreally, foreally)
In that thing, talkin' mob tie (Foreally)
Sipping the drink, gotta brush off (Foreally)
Everything big, got a franchise (Foreally)
I just went in, turned the bag up
Y'all in the mall going bankrupt
(yeah, foreally)

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