Yeat - WTW lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - WTW lyrics]
No, you ain't ready, yeah, you ain't prepared
Yeah, yeah, life ain't shit
Nah, life ain't fair, uh
I don't know what happened, yeah
And I definitely don't care
Yeah, my bitch ass fat, yeah
Shape like a pear
Yeah, my pockets swollen, yeah
Money tall as God
You let the drugs get to you, yeah
You don't know who you are
My twizz so awkward
We gotta look around make sure we straight
She play hopscotch, jumpin' on my dick
Said it feel great
I had to boss up, had to go and fill my plate
I had to buy some' when I'm in
The mall 'cause I ain't no jake
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for you twin? (Oh)
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for your twin? (Oh)
I feel like I keep on
Runnin' circles 'round this bitch
(Woah, woah)
You keep sayin' that you been touchin' money
We both know it don't exist
(Keep it up Sharkboy, no way)
No, you ain't ready, yeah, you ain't prepared
Yeah, yeah, life ain't shit
Nah, life ain't fair, uh
I don't know what happened, yeah
And I definitely don't care
Yeah, my bitch ass fat, yeah
Shape like a pear
Yeah, my pockets swollen, yeah
Money tall as God
You let the drugs get to you, yeah
You don't know who you are
My twizz so awkward
We gotta look around make sure we straight
She play hopscotch, jumpin' on my dick
Said it feel great
I had to boss up, had to go and fill my plate
I had to buy some' when I'm in
The mall 'cause I ain't no jake
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for you twin? (Oh)
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for your twin? (Oh)
I feel like I keep on
Runnin' circles 'round this bitch
(Woah, woah)
You keep sayin' that you been touchin' money
We both know it don't exist
(Keep it up Sharkboy, no way)
Yeah, yeah, life ain't shit
Nah, life ain't fair, uh
I don't know what happened, yeah
And I definitely don't care
Yeah, my bitch ass fat, yeah
Shape like a pear
Yeah, my pockets swollen, yeah
Money tall as God
You let the drugs get to you, yeah
You don't know who you are
My twizz so awkward
We gotta look around make sure we straight
She play hopscotch, jumpin' on my dick
Said it feel great
I had to boss up, had to go and fill my plate
I had to buy some' when I'm in
The mall 'cause I ain't no jake
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for you twin? (Oh)
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for your twin? (Oh)
I feel like I keep on
Runnin' circles 'round this bitch
(Woah, woah)
You keep sayin' that you been touchin' money
We both know it don't exist
(Keep it up Sharkboy, no way)
No, you ain't ready, yeah, you ain't prepared
Yeah, yeah, life ain't shit
Nah, life ain't fair, uh
I don't know what happened, yeah
And I definitely don't care
Yeah, my bitch ass fat, yeah
Shape like a pear
Yeah, my pockets swollen, yeah
Money tall as God
You let the drugs get to you, yeah
You don't know who you are
My twizz so awkward
We gotta look around make sure we straight
She play hopscotch, jumpin' on my dick
Said it feel great
I had to boss up, had to go and fill my plate
I had to buy some' when I'm in
The mall 'cause I ain't no jake
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for you twin? (Oh)
What would you do for a hundred? (Woah)
What would you do for a ten? (What? yeah)
What would you do for some money? (What?)
What would you do for your twin? (Oh)
I feel like I keep on
Runnin' circles 'round this bitch
(Woah, woah)
You keep sayin' that you been touchin' money
We both know it don't exist
(Keep it up Sharkboy, no way)