Yeat - X Krazy lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - X Krazy lyrics]
I gotta change my lifestyle
I'm gon' make it out i gotta make it out
(Swiz need to pipe down)
I gotta make it out for 'em
I gotta spell it out for 'em
I be trapped up in my head
I gotta see the world more
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
This like the third month straight
That I been booted up
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't cool enough
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't true enough
I ain't even put it out but what I had
Yeah, ah, I want a watch, I want a watch
Finna go put some pointers in that
Bitch to make it watch
Yeah, I want all the pointers
My bitch say I look like I'm
Dead I need a doctor appointment
Yeah, finna boot up with the gods
Been with Buddha
Lotta cheese, lotta gouda, they bite my swag
Barracuda
Yeah, I went and chopped off the top of
The coupe just to let it breath
It ran out of breath
I can't have no peace alone 'cause
They gon' watch my every step
Why the hell did you wake up with courage?
When the hell did you start coming curvy?
You don't even make money, don't worry
You don't know how to sit
Back and watch and learn
Since when did everything I did
Have you involved with me
Yeah, bitch, check the text
When did I tell you that you
Can come and ball with me
Yeah, exactly, I don't think I did
But at the same time, I forget what I say
I say a whole lot of shit
I'm a drug addict, oxycodone and codeine
Yeah and most of all, X
I thought I told you
So how you gon' get mad at me
Tell me, what more do you expect?
I gotta make it out for 'em
I gotta spell it out for 'em
I be trapped up in my head
I gotta see the world more
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
This like the third month straight
That I been booted up
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't cool enough
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't true enough
I ain't even put it out but what I had
I'm gon' make it out i gotta make it out
(Swiz need to pipe down)
I gotta make it out for 'em
I gotta spell it out for 'em
I be trapped up in my head
I gotta see the world more
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
This like the third month straight
That I been booted up
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't cool enough
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't true enough
I ain't even put it out but what I had
Yeah, ah, I want a watch, I want a watch
Finna go put some pointers in that
Bitch to make it watch
Yeah, I want all the pointers
My bitch say I look like I'm
Dead I need a doctor appointment
Yeah, finna boot up with the gods
Been with Buddha
Lotta cheese, lotta gouda, they bite my swag
Barracuda
Yeah, I went and chopped off the top of
The coupe just to let it breath
It ran out of breath
I can't have no peace alone 'cause
They gon' watch my every step
Why the hell did you wake up with courage?
When the hell did you start coming curvy?
You don't even make money, don't worry
You don't know how to sit
Back and watch and learn
Since when did everything I did
Have you involved with me
Yeah, bitch, check the text
When did I tell you that you
Can come and ball with me
Yeah, exactly, I don't think I did
But at the same time, I forget what I say
I say a whole lot of shit
I'm a drug addict, oxycodone and codeine
Yeah and most of all, X
I thought I told you
So how you gon' get mad at me
Tell me, what more do you expect?
I gotta make it out for 'em
I gotta spell it out for 'em
I be trapped up in my head
I gotta see the world more
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
I'm on ecstasy, I'm on ecstasy
This like the third month straight
That I been booted up
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't cool enough
This like the third bitch straight
That wasn't true enough
I ain't even put it out but what I had