yatchise (sped up) Lyrics

I pull up wit'

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We playin' wit' gats, hol' up

You playin' wit' rats, hol' up

We playin' wit' racks, hol' up

You playin' wit' trash, hol' up

You feelin' me right

You cannot contest

Bitch give it a rest

Bitch give it a rest

You made me, made me, made me

You made me, made me

Pull out the sparks

Pull outta park

Skrrt out the lot

I do that a lot

I put it in

I don't hit the breaks

I'm goin' both ways

I don't give a fuck, if niggas, callin' me gay

I pull up wit' racks

You pull up wit' rats

Eatin' my breast

Niggas boutta put my shit to the test

Really hopin' that you start to invest

Out the ones I know, I know I'm the best

Real around me, got me feelin' so blessed

Only want love, I don't need me the checks

Only wan' be good, I don't need baguettes

Already got love bitch I don't need your sex

I know that I'm great nigga what is the catch

I know that I'm great nigga what is the

What is the catch

What is the catch

What is the catch, hol' up

What is the catch, hol' up

What is the catch, hol' up

What is the catch

What is the

Just gimmie the check

Just gimmie the check

Just give it to me

I eat up the rich

Put them on my dish

I will not stop as long as I exist

I will not stop until I get a hit

I will not stop until I get a list

I will not stop until I cannot spit

I will not stop 'till I double the racks

And got too much money then I'm done with that shit

They do not think that a nigga a wiz

And I'm fine with that shit nigga it is what it is

They do not think that a nigga exist

Until something come up, but that's none of my biz

Swimming in honey, I'm covered in bees

The music break out like I am a disease

I'm fuckin' my girl for too long now my balls are smelling like cheese

Ew, nigga what

Bitch you nasty

Bitch you nasty

Bitch you nasty

Bitch you nasty

Bitch you nasty

Bitch you nasty

Bitch you nasty

I pull up wit'

Another one

Another one

Another one

Another one

Another one

We playin' wit' gats, hol' up

You playin' wit' rats, hol' up

We playin' wit' racks, hol' up

You playin' wit' trash, hol' up

You feelin' me right

You cannot contest

Bitch give it a rest

Bitch give it a rest

You made me, made me, made me

You made me, made me

Pull out the sparks

Pull outta park

Skrrt out the lot

I do that a lot

I put it in

I don't hit the breaks

I'm goin' both ways

I don't give a fuck, if niggas, callin' me gay

I pull up wit' racks

You pull up wit' rats

Pull up wit'

You pull up wit' rats