Yung Kayo, Yeat - YEET lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yung Kayo, Yeat - YEET lyrics]
Fleek, fleek, fleek
Flee away
Had to ask my brother if we gon' eat today
I remember they just told me to stay away
Used to play with all the
Chickens on Easter day
Run the millions, run away from the layaway
I got the knit
It's on top of the Yves Laurent
I got the net
And you know it's gon' pay away
Pay away like I'm Gaga, got poker face
Pay away 'cause I got somewhere to be today
Go to the meeting
That's where I gotta be today
Told the bitch eat it before
I got bills to pay
Woke up this morning
You know I got bills to pay
Woke up this morning
I live where the demons at
In the garden, bitch
I feel like I'm Peter Pan
If you look this way
You won't get to see the man
John Cena, why you waving your finger, man?
I buy the land and buy the crib, redesign
Yeet, yeet, yeet
Fleek, fleek, fleek
I slap on her ass, now she
Got the inches, I'm pulling her
Yeet
I dive and I splash
The gang gets turned up when
The diamonds on fleek
She Cartier tag, I'm askin'
The bitch, "Oh
Can I get a piece?"
It's not 'bout the bag, ALYX on my feet
Then I hop out the Jeep
A Rick Owens shag, I get in my swag
Then I head out to Greece
Don't think 'bout the past
The other night I had a Goyard dream
Fuck around Goyard rings, fuck around
Fuck around Goyard teeth
This is a 3D scene
I have her add it up in the RV
I'm 'bout to float like I'm elevate
I'm 'bout to float like a BRB
I'm cashing out, it's just
For the day, shit
Went to sleep with a real Barbie
Yeet, yeet, yeet (Let's go)
Fleek, fleek, fleek (Let's go)
Yeat, me, diamonds, flooded on me
Bad thotties, pull up, uh, on me
I just been taking the X with
The Perc', I'm a zombie
Be living on Earth
All of my diamonds, they
Flooded, from Elliante
Bitch I turn up for sure
We in Chanel with a honeybun, bitch
We in a whole upper echelon
Rocking some Ricky denim for the jeans, yeah
With the VETEMENTS hoodie on
I be as high as the
God, as the fiends, bitch
And I put that on every mom
I went and just flooded my rings, I blew up
They call me Osama son
My brother keeping the weapon, yeah
My brother keeping the stretcher
I just pulled up with the mob
I just pulled up with the team
My twizzy, my brother, we send him to heaven
Don't matter if it's him or it's me
Me, Yeat, I'm he
Yeet, yeet, yeet (Let's go)
Fleek, fleek, fleek (Let's go)