Yeat - Worth More lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - Worth More lyrics]
Huh, In LA, I smoke the finest weed
I'm smokin' on this gas top of gas
You not as high as me (uh uh huh)
Balenciaga bag, I bought yeah, just to brag
I been speaking, talking all my shit
Yea I'm not looking back
(Ay, turn this shit up)
Now I'm worth more
Sliding down the mountain
It's so icy like a snowboard
You can't be a you squirt, yeah we a circle
Jumpin' in my diamonds
Yeah I just learned how to snorkel
Whole lotta racks (alot)
Got a whole lotta racks (oh my god)
Watch me walkin', steppin' in my duffel bag
(on my bag) watch me spend it
Flip it and double it again
I take the F and the I outta Fendi, I end It
What would I do for a bust down pendant?
Too high in the sky
I don't know when I'm landin'
Boy you too broke, you can't get a penny
I'm choppin' it up like a chef do at Bеverly
Bitches be all in thе roof, feelin' heavenly
I got these rackades, on
Rackades these rackades, theses racks
They never thought I was hard, surprise
Confetti nobody home, nobody watch my back
Nobody call, but they want that bag (nobody)
Yeah, I'm boutta ball
Wit' the tec in the back
Feel like I'm boutta fall
Hi Tek where it's at
Nah, this shit is shocking
It came wit' a zap
Nah, they ball like a shark in
The tank wit' a fish
Nah, they wanna take mine, now I have it
I'm rich now they wanna take my pockets
They wan' have that shit
Yeah, wit' that bitch
Hannah Montana, her booty, she singing
My dick get longer, yeah, just like a slinky
How could I prolong it
When I wasn't thinking
My wrist like a lake and the mu'fucka lickin'
I'm on the wave, but I'm not even blinkin'
Came wit' the stick, yeah we sinkin'
Everything that I hear, is a shankin'
I got drop, drop drop, in my ginger ale
All I heard was pop, pop, pop, yeah
He gave him hell
Someone told him stop, stop, stop
Yeah my shit for sale
You not a cop, cop, right
Cause' this shit for sale
I know I don't talk talk right, yeah
Wish me well hoe, one milli' on my milli'
Worth more sliding down the mountain
It's so icy like a snowboard
You can't be a you squirt, yeah we a circle
Jumpin' in my diamonds
Yeah I just learned how to snorkel
Whole lotta racks (alot)
Got a whole lotta racks (oh my god)
Watch me walkin', steppin' in my duffel bag
(on my bag)
Watch me spend it, flip it and I again
I'm smokin' on this gas top of gas
You not as high as me (uh uh huh)
Balenciaga bag, I bought yeah, just to brag
I been speaking, talking all my shit
Yea I'm not looking back
(Ay, turn this shit up)
Now I'm worth more
Sliding down the mountain
It's so icy like a snowboard
You can't be a you squirt, yeah we a circle
Jumpin' in my diamonds
Yeah I just learned how to snorkel
Whole lotta racks (alot)
Got a whole lotta racks (oh my god)
Watch me walkin', steppin' in my duffel bag
(on my bag) watch me spend it
Flip it and double it again
I take the F and the I outta Fendi, I end It
What would I do for a bust down pendant?
Too high in the sky
I don't know when I'm landin'
Boy you too broke, you can't get a penny
I'm choppin' it up like a chef do at Bеverly
Bitches be all in thе roof, feelin' heavenly
I got these rackades, on
Rackades these rackades, theses racks
They never thought I was hard, surprise
Confetti nobody home, nobody watch my back
Nobody call, but they want that bag (nobody)
Yeah, I'm boutta ball
Wit' the tec in the back
Feel like I'm boutta fall
Hi Tek where it's at
Nah, this shit is shocking
It came wit' a zap
Nah, they ball like a shark in
The tank wit' a fish
Nah, they wanna take mine, now I have it
I'm rich now they wanna take my pockets
They wan' have that shit
Yeah, wit' that bitch
Hannah Montana, her booty, she singing
My dick get longer, yeah, just like a slinky
How could I prolong it
When I wasn't thinking
My wrist like a lake and the mu'fucka lickin'
I'm on the wave, but I'm not even blinkin'
Came wit' the stick, yeah we sinkin'
Everything that I hear, is a shankin'
I got drop, drop drop, in my ginger ale
All I heard was pop, pop, pop, yeah
He gave him hell
Someone told him stop, stop, stop
Yeah my shit for sale
You not a cop, cop, right
Cause' this shit for sale
I know I don't talk talk right, yeah
Wish me well hoe, one milli' on my milli'
Worth more sliding down the mountain
It's so icy like a snowboard
You can't be a you squirt, yeah we a circle
Jumpin' in my diamonds
Yeah I just learned how to snorkel
Whole lotta racks (alot)
Got a whole lotta racks (oh my god)
Watch me walkin', steppin' in my duffel bag
(on my bag)
Watch me spend it, flip it and I again