Yeat - On Livë lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - On Livë lyrics]
Woah heard you wan' talk to the mob
Heard that you tryna get involved with us
Heard you tryna come ball with us (Ball)
We don't do that shit at all (Uh)
I don't be waiting on y'all (No)
Y'all just be waiting to ball
Y'all be on shit, nothing at all (No way)
I take the top off the truck
Lil' bitch, in the G65, got the wind blowing
I just been sitting at the top
With a whole lot of guap
I been rocking them Rick Owens
I seen a lot of y'all biting the
Swag, y'all be copying the swag, bitch
I seen my kids growing (yeah)
Everyday it's some new bullshit
Y'all just be capping
Y'all don't even be doing shit
I jump at the side (Side)
I jump at the side (I jump at the)
All my diamonds flawless, y'all so broke
Them boys SI
I stayed down with the samе people
Y'all be switching sidеs
It feel like I've been booted off
This X for fifty nights i've been high
I feel I've been up in
The sky for fifty flights
Can't believe clout's such a drug
Y'all do some shit for fifty likes
And your bitch you said you love
Pull up and ride me fifty bikes
All my diamonds way too flawless
Watch these bitches hit, they shine
Y'all be cryin' 'bout some shit you
Never did once in your life
Pull up on this thottie, you got bored
I switched the sides
This bitch skinny
She got Mac and Cheese pussy
It sound like spaghetti
I'm 'bout to go up to the top
I know that they ain't ready, for me
Ah, bitch pull up, she horny
All my diamonds Michael Phelps
These bitches been swimming on me
I talk different with my twizzys
We got a different language
I told his bitch "I need the cranium
The Helmut Lang bitch" (yeah)
I'm just pushin' this Rolls
Royce to eighty lanes, bitch
I can tell that you broke we
Don't be on the same language
Rolls Royce yeah, Rolls Royce (Woo)
Yeah, Rollys Royce
Woah heard you wan' talk to the mob
Heard that you tryna get involved with us
Heard you tryna come ball with us (Ball)
We don't do that shit at all (Uh)
I don't be waiting on y'all (No)
Y'all just be waiting to ball
Y'all be on shit, nothing at all (No way)
I take the top off the truck
Lil' bitch, in the G65, got the wind blowing
I just been sitting at the top
With a whole lot of guap
I been rocking them Rick Owens
I seen a lot of y'all biting the
Swag, y'all be copying the swag, bitch
I seen my kids growing (yeah)
Everyday it's some new bullshit
Y'all just be capping
Y'all don't even be doing shit
I jump at the side (Side)
I jump at the side (I jump at the)
All my diamonds flawless, y'all so broke
Them boys SI
I stayed down with the same people
Y'all be switching sides
It feel like I've been booted off
This X for fifty nights i've been high
I feel I've been up in
The sky for fifty flights
Can't believe clout's such a drug
Y'all do some shit for fifty likes
And your bitch you said you love
Pull up and ride me fifty bikes
All my diamonds way too flawless
Watch these bitches hit, they shine
Y'all be cryin' 'bout some shit you
Never did once in your life
Pull up on this thottie, you got bored
I switched the sides