Yeat - Roxy lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - Roxy lyrics]
Rok on the track, yeah (Hm-m)
It's a lot, hurt mm, mm
It hurt, lot hurts i be getting hurt
I be getting hurt (Mm-mm)
When you lie, I'm hurt (Mm-mm)
When you lie, I'm hurt i don't wanna make no
When you lie, I'm hurt (yeah)
I don't know how I'ma make this work
Why am I lying? It hurt (Why)
This shit gon' make it worse (I know)
Yeah, I tried, and I swear
I keep popping these Percs' (Why)
Yeah, and I don't care (Don't)
Yeah, but I think I'm cursed (yeah) yeah, uh
We saw stork like seen the born
Hit her head up in the barn
Floor got racks, yeah, a bunch
We can't kick it, have no fun
Saw ho better from the back
Main ho better from the front
I can't tell you if it started, yeah
This shit has just begun
When you driving to the bank? Matter of fact
I might go run (Uh, uh)
If I'm choosing to light up
Then I'm gon' only smoke on Runtz
Yeah, run it up like once
Look like Wayne, hold like once
Yeah, I'm running off this mud (This mud)
Yeah, it's on, yeah
No, you not with us (yeah)
You not me with me, I don't give no fucks
(Fucks) 'Fuck you always jump the gun?
Yeah, talking like you wouldn't, yeah
(yeah) hotter than the sun, yeah (Uh)
Keep it one to one, yeah (Uh)
Run it up for fun, yeah (Uh, uh)
I do what I want, yeah (Uh)
On this Oxy', might lose my mind, mm-mm
(yeah, yeah)
I'm so high might come outside, mm-mm
(Oh yeah)
You know that she not down to ride, oh
(yeah, yeah) shit gon' be, mm-mm-mm
It's a lot, yeah
I got my gun to my lip I let it ride (Skrrt)
Stick got drumming engineering in the hood
This shit so loud now (Loud)
If they do not let me do it
I swear to God I'm 'bout to wild out
So fuck, watch out what you doing, yeah
Forgot and you allowed now
When you lie, I'm hurt
I don't know how I'ma make this work
Why am I lying? It hurt
This shit gon' make it worse
Yeah, I tried, and I swear
I keep popping these Percs'
Yeah, and I don't care
Yeah, but I think I'm cursed yeah, uh
We saw stork like seen the born
Hit her head up in the barn
Floor got racks, yeah, a bunch
We can't kick it, have no fun
Saw ho better from the back
Main ho better from the front
I can't tell you if it started, yeah
This shit has just begun