yea/get.enough* ft. LASS!E Lyrics

(Am I supposed to see like lines up there?)

(Oh I see right...)

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

(Poppin my shit when I...)

Yea

(Poppin my shit when I...)

Yea, yea, yea

Poppin my shit when I wanna, I can turn up when I wanna, (yea)

That nigga think he a boss, he get the pack he a runner, (yea)

My nigga keepin' the blick, ain't takin' flicks but he gunner, (yea)

I'm tryna join YSL, shoutout to Thugger

Shoutout to gang, shoutout the no, shoutout my brothers

Cookin' it up, dont need a pan, slidin' like butter

She wanna fuck, she wanna hug, ion even love her

Ion do handouts, look at my fit, it's undiscovered

Still outside on the same old shit ion pay no mind

And she might be a dime but she still can't get no dime

And she might be fine but I still ain't pay no fine

Yea, yea, yea

(Bitch you out your mind?)

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea told you I'd be fine

Why you call my phone don't hit my line

Yea we takin' payday trips, cashout shit, I might go pimp my ride

I put a basic bitch, on fashion shit, so she could match my vibe

Yea, I be out my mind no discussion let my tooly talk

Long ass mags up in the clip jus' peep the way the tooly walk

All white denim for the fit jus' hittem with the truey chalk

Gas it came from Hollywood we burnin' up the movie block

I'm jus' done with love now, I'm stuck in my money way I'll do it till I'm dead

(Finna do it till I'm dead)

Guess I'm out of luck now, got some dreams to chase all day they been up in my head

Got the dreams of state to state, touring with my team

Jus' because you got my name up in your phone don't mean you know nothing bout' me

Yes I go by leaf I keep the green and that bitch for the beam

Yes we bleed the scene we leave a stain if you want the steam

Walk up in the spot, blick em' down

Walk up in the spot, hunnid hunnid hunnid hunnid rounds

Walk up in the spot, hunnid hunnid hunnids on some loud

Want me in the spot hunnid hunnid hunnids my amount

Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Yea

Too much on my plate

You so in my face

I've been MIA

I can't get my...

I can't get enough now

I can't get enough now

I hate when you come round

I'm not tryna come down

I can't get enough now

I can't get enough now

I hate when you come round

I'm not tryna come down

I can't get enough now

Ain't getting enough

Ain't getting enough

Ain't getting enough