Yeat - Nun id change lyrics

Yeat

Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸

[Yeat - Nun id change lyrics]

II remember (Remember)
II II'm working on dying bNYX

Red Bottles up, know you gettin’ slain
Red Bottles up, hundred mill' cash
Nothin' I’d change now I got the fame
Whole lot of range, diamonds on my
Diamonds on my face nothin' I can say, I
I don't fuck with all the lames
Take time off, bitch (Ah)
Gettin' hit by a train, motherfuckin' flame
Got a Glock on my side
Everyday, pussy get sprayed, uh
Every time I motherfuckin' play, everybody
Shove it in they face, uh
Each night, every day, turnin' 'bout it
Burn a mil’ everyday, got thе
Cash comin’ in, bitch, ah
Pushin' two hundred, unwindin’, I'ma
Call a bitch up, yeah
X all night, yeah, 'bout to boot up


By thе foot up, 'bout to take
The Perc’, baby, by the foot, uh
I just here been stayin' to myself
I don't fuck with nobody, at all
Lot of these motherfuckers on the shelf
They cryin' out for help
I don't think that I could feel
I just wish that I could feel (Ugh)

Fly (Fly) , fly (Fly) , fly (Fly) , fly (yeah)
I been gettin' fly
(Fly) , fly (Fly) , fly (Fly)
Get high to the moon i been fly
(Fly) , fly (Fly) , fly (Fly)
Gettin' high to the moon, man
Fly, fly, fly (Fly) , fly (Fly, fly-fly-fly)

Red Bottles up, know you gettin' slain
Red Bottles up, hundred mill' cash
Nothin' I'd change now I got the fame
Whole lot of range, diamonds on my
Diamonds on my face nothin' I can say, I
I don't fuck with all the lames
Take time off, bitch (Ah)
Gettin' hit by a train, motherfuckin' flame
Got a Glock on my side
Everyday, pussy get sprayed, uh
Every time I motherfuckin' play, everybody
Shove it in they face, uh
Each night, every day, turnin' 'bout it
Burn a mil' everyday, got the
Cash comin' in, bitch, ah
Pushin' two hundred, unwindin', I'ma
Call a bitch up, yeah
X all night, yeah, 'bout to boot up
By the foot up, 'bout to take
The Perc', baby, by the foot, uh
I just here been stayin' to myself
I don't fuck with nobody, at all
Lot of these motherfuckers on the shelf
They're cryin' out for help
I don't think that I could feel
I just wish that I could feel (Ugh)

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