Yeat, SeptembersRich - Provë sum lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat, SeptembersRich - Provë sum lyrics]
Yeah, I called up Eliantte
Said I need the baguettes in the Cuban
Yeah, you talk a whole lot
About making that money, boy
You need to prove it
All of my clothes come from Italy
All of my bitches be missing me
Yeah, went and got paid, made a new wave
The rest all history
That lil' ass band you made ain’t shit to me
Me and that bitch done had an epiphany
Why the fuck that bitch sniffing on Tiffany?
I boot off the X 'cause it give me abilities
I know he broke, no, it's no tricking me
Lil' shawty gon' pull up and get
Straight to that licking me
Five hundred for the Chromе Hearts tee
Tucked about ten for thе jeans
Yeah, I fell in love with the bean
I got the best and it's no in between
Yeah, bitch gon make her tweak
I'm hittin' Bergdorf every week
Hop out the Maybach
Just had a seat massaging me
When I wake up
I'ma take a Perc' before I brush my teeth
But they all diamond now, yeah
So I guess I’m flossing creeks
My diamonds wet, they crying
Them diamonds SI, they not hitting for shit
Nobody seeing them shine
I just wake up and get high
I don't even think about trying
My money stand tall, it's so high
Why would I think about signing?
Y'all follow the leader, the Simon
Wock' by the liter
Four lines
I popped a boot up, I
Live in the clouds, yeah
I'm in the sky
I heard they put you on life support
'cause your money was so weak
Yeah, I bought the Maybach to get top
In it and put the seat down
Yeah, all of my money so up
It's Rick on my feet now
When that bitch pull up, it's
WWE, finna beat down
Yeah
No Steve Austin, not no OT
Ho, Draco hit him
OVO
Dumping that bitch from the throat
From the neck up, yeah
'cause that bitch throat the GOAT
I'm finna keep popping my shit, yeah
Y'all kids just can't get in
We on the side where we win, no SI
Flawless in
Yeah, I called up Eliantte
Said I need the baguettes in the Cuban
Yeah, you talk a whole lot
About making that money, boy
You need to prove it
All of my clothes come from Italy
All of my bitches be missing me
Yeah, went and got paid, made a new wave
The rest all history
That lil' ass band you made ain’t shit to me
Me and that bitch done had an epiphany
Why the fuck that bitch sniffing on Tiffany?
I boot off the X 'cause it give me abilities
I know he broke, no, it's no tricking me
Lil' shawty gon' pull up and get
Straight to that licking me
Five hundred for the Chrome Hearts tee
Tucked about ten for the jeans
Yeah, I fell in love with the bean
I got the best and it's no in between
Said I need the baguettes in the Cuban
Yeah, you talk a whole lot
About making that money, boy
You need to prove it
All of my clothes come from Italy
All of my bitches be missing me
Yeah, went and got paid, made a new wave
The rest all history
That lil' ass band you made ain’t shit to me
Me and that bitch done had an epiphany
Why the fuck that bitch sniffing on Tiffany?
I boot off the X 'cause it give me abilities
I know he broke, no, it's no tricking me
Lil' shawty gon' pull up and get
Straight to that licking me
Five hundred for the Chromе Hearts tee
Tucked about ten for thе jeans
Yeah, I fell in love with the bean
I got the best and it's no in between
Yeah, bitch gon make her tweak
I'm hittin' Bergdorf every week
Hop out the Maybach
Just had a seat massaging me
When I wake up
I'ma take a Perc' before I brush my teeth
But they all diamond now, yeah
So I guess I’m flossing creeks
My diamonds wet, they crying
Them diamonds SI, they not hitting for shit
Nobody seeing them shine
I just wake up and get high
I don't even think about trying
My money stand tall, it's so high
Why would I think about signing?
Y'all follow the leader, the Simon
Wock' by the liter
Four lines
I popped a boot up, I
Live in the clouds, yeah
I'm in the sky
I heard they put you on life support
'cause your money was so weak
Yeah, I bought the Maybach to get top
In it and put the seat down
Yeah, all of my money so up
It's Rick on my feet now
When that bitch pull up, it's
WWE, finna beat down
Yeah
No Steve Austin, not no OT
Ho, Draco hit him
OVO
Dumping that bitch from the throat
From the neck up, yeah
'cause that bitch throat the GOAT
I'm finna keep popping my shit, yeah
Y'all kids just can't get in
We on the side where we win, no SI
Flawless in
Yeah, I called up Eliantte
Said I need the baguettes in the Cuban
Yeah, you talk a whole lot
About making that money, boy
You need to prove it
All of my clothes come from Italy
All of my bitches be missing me
Yeah, went and got paid, made a new wave
The rest all history
That lil' ass band you made ain’t shit to me
Me and that bitch done had an epiphany
Why the fuck that bitch sniffing on Tiffany?
I boot off the X 'cause it give me abilities
I know he broke, no, it's no tricking me
Lil' shawty gon' pull up and get
Straight to that licking me
Five hundred for the Chrome Hearts tee
Tucked about ten for the jeans
Yeah, I fell in love with the bean
I got the best and it's no in between