Yeat - US lyrics

[Yeat - US lyrics]

(What's wrong with that)
We sip drank, yeah, drank, yeah, drank
Yeah, mud, yeah, mud, yeah, drank, no no no
Drank drown up, mud
(yeah) , Percs, lean, Percs, Percs, no
No no, Percs, no no no
Oxy yeah (Bop bop bop boom)
(yeah) We smoke dank, we take drank
Fuck what you think
And these diamonds, yeah they
Bussin', hit the Range, yeah the roll
(Oh)
Shawty think she straight, it's okay, hop
In the G65 with us
No Uzi but coupe got neon guts
And I came from mars, feel like Elon Musk
Drip, drain drain, rain drop drop
I got Balenci on me cuz' it bussin' (Bussin')
You gotta quit all that talkin'
I don't like all that fussin' (No)

You can't say shit to me
I used to ride the bus
Yeah, used to be brokе
You don't know who we was
I stayed down for years and I just camе up
My dick in my pants, and my bitch came up
Constantly cup drinkin'
You thought this some mud
That gun you got plans wit'
I know it's a dud
Some real life soldiers, we live by the boy
I'm not from Detroit, no I don't wear no buff
They wanna know where the fuck that I'm from
They wanna know what the fuck that I'm on
Now I got everyone watching on me
I put on the drip shit, putting it on
I ain't even try, for no damn years
Cause I know they steal it
They just some clones
You don't even know what the fuck I
Be on, I got this blicky
It's calling his dome

I feel like ET, yeah, phone home
I'ma feel like ET, yeah, phone home
I took a alien language, cause
I know these kids gone, but this
I touch her beep boop, I touch her
Bop boop, I touch her beep boop
After her dome you don't even know what the
Fuck that I'm saying
Boy shut your ears and then go home
I don't even need no handout
I'ma do all this shit on my own
Yeah that's a big car, yeah that's
A Rolls-Royce, 2 door seat
Yeah get in that zone
I need that toppy, I need
That moppy, yeah yeah, then I'm goin' home
I don't even fuck with no people
I just like my drugs and being alone
I made these racks on my
Own, boy you not rich, that's just a loan
And you thinking that you a superstar
I'm with Illuminati on the globe
And you might just think that's cap
But I call them up right now on my phone
But really I wanna get high, so I'ma do that
Yeah I'ma get gone

Sheesh, yeah, sheesh, yeah, drank
Yeah, tris, yeah, wock, yeah
(You feel me?) aye run that shit back
I want this shit turnt

(What's wrong with that)
We sip drank, yeah, drank, yeah, drank
Yeah, mud, yeah, mud, yeah, drank, no no no
Drank drown up, mud
(yeah) , Percs, lean, Percs, Percs, no
No no, Percs, no no no
Oxy yeah (Bop bop bop boom)
(yeah) We smoke dank, we take drank
Fuck what you think
And these diamonds, yeah they
Bussin', hit the Range, yeah the roll
(Oh)
Shawty think she straight, it's okay, hop
In the G65 with us
No Uzi but coupe got neon guts
And I came from mars, feel like Elon Musk
Drip, drain drain, rain drop drop
I got Balenci on me cuz' it bussin' (Bussin')
You gotta quit all that talkin'
I don't like all that fussin' (No)

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