Yeat, Yung Bans - YEA X2 lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Vas Coleman
[Yeat, Yung Bans - YEA X2 lyrics]
They ask if I was rich i say, "yeah"
They asked if that's a cranky i say, "yeah"
Yeah, I'm bought that big boy Tonka, yes
I got big boy racks
I just pulled up in Chanel
I'm in LA with the bags
I'm in the jet with a bag, getting straps
Heard they was shitting theyselves, yeah
I heard that they crapped
Yeah, I just called my twin
Told him we flyin' private
Told him we was gon' win
I ain't even have to try
Heard they was talkin' shit
I ain't even bat an eye
Yeah, told 'em I need them Cartiers
Need diamond eye i just been high like 24
7, yeah, like 25 8
Yeah, my bitch 'bout to pull
Up and suck, yeah, it's nut on her face
Yeah, you gotta stay in your zone
You gotta stay in your place
Yeah, how can I charge my phone when
I been way out in space? (Bans)
Geeked out my mind
I've been up geeked out my mind
Two white bitches and they
Wanna fuck my slime
Took him on a lick, he ain't hit
He was crying every time I pull up
Niggas know I'm on that time
Put her in Margiela, countin'
Should've never fucked that bitch and
Put her on a pedestal
In the shade counting money like my bad mans
Really do this shit, hit a lick
Ain't for no cameras
Where that ratchet bitch? Ratchet
Shit with no matters
Bitch on the dick, hit her clit
She can't handle it (O oh)
Fuck her ass so good
She like how this young nigga move
Two hot bitches on me right now, young nigga
Just me and my crew
Heard that fuck nigga been talking that shit
That stick gon'
In a brand new 'Cat, Scat Pack
The inside seats all blue
They ask if I was rich i say, "yeah"
They asked if that's a cranky i say, "yeah"
Yeah, I'm bought that big boy Tonka, yes
I got big boy racks
I just pulled up in Chanel
I'm in LA with the bags
I'm in the jet with a bag, getting straps
Heard they was shitting theyselves, yeah
I heard that they crapped
They asked if that's a cranky i say, "yeah"
Yeah, I'm bought that big boy Tonka, yes
I got big boy racks
I just pulled up in Chanel
I'm in LA with the bags
I'm in the jet with a bag, getting straps
Heard they was shitting theyselves, yeah
I heard that they crapped
Yeah, I just called my twin
Told him we flyin' private
Told him we was gon' win
I ain't even have to try
Heard they was talkin' shit
I ain't even bat an eye
Yeah, told 'em I need them Cartiers
Need diamond eye i just been high like 24
7, yeah, like 25 8
Yeah, my bitch 'bout to pull
Up and suck, yeah, it's nut on her face
Yeah, you gotta stay in your zone
You gotta stay in your place
Yeah, how can I charge my phone when
I been way out in space? (Bans)
Geeked out my mind
I've been up geeked out my mind
Two white bitches and they
Wanna fuck my slime
Took him on a lick, he ain't hit
He was crying every time I pull up
Niggas know I'm on that time
Put her in Margiela, countin'
Should've never fucked that bitch and
Put her on a pedestal
In the shade counting money like my bad mans
Really do this shit, hit a lick
Ain't for no cameras
Where that ratchet bitch? Ratchet
Shit with no matters
Bitch on the dick, hit her clit
She can't handle it (O oh)
Fuck her ass so good
She like how this young nigga move
Two hot bitches on me right now, young nigga
Just me and my crew
Heard that fuck nigga been talking that shit
That stick gon'
In a brand new 'Cat, Scat Pack
The inside seats all blue
They ask if I was rich i say, "yeah"
They asked if that's a cranky i say, "yeah"
Yeah, I'm bought that big boy Tonka, yes
I got big boy racks
I just pulled up in Chanel
I'm in LA with the bags
I'm in the jet with a bag, getting straps
Heard they was shitting theyselves, yeah
I heard that they crapped