Hey There Lyrics

Yes yes yes yes I'm here

And ready to go

Did you know that? Lets do it

I've been so (hah)

Caught in or caught up in flossin

(What you been caught up in brother?)

But I've been stallin

Afraid to be caught in a coffin (oh no no)

Cannon crap shoot

Your dads gave you the boot (hah)

But I bought all my shoes

Well then I guess I'm too cool yeah yeah

(You're too cool baby I swear to god)

Got my guns ready (uh)

Not steady enough to shoot (enough to shoot?)

My god you're heavy

Brain just might go kaploot

Soda (soda soda) canned fruits (canned fruits)

Chocolate cherries for who (ooh chocolate cherries?)

My sugar ma candy

You look so damn fancy (you look so damn fancy)

Dip my chip in

Queso made yo head roll

Roll call bank roll

Shout to all my people

Can you can ya dig it?

Hey there

Uh mmh said can ya can ya can ya dig it

Hey there

Yeah can ya can ya can ya dig it

Hey there

Yeah uh can ya can ya can ya dig it

(Come on baby stop playin)

Yeah uuuhhh

Satisfaction (satisfaction)

My hoe your reaction (I swear to god)

Hot damn cabbage

Greens for all that salad (swear to god, shit)

Yessir ha deucey (come on who deucey?)

We call this here 2 seats

(It's more like 3 or 4 you know what I'm sayin)

All speed no cruise control

You know that we just tryna go faster

(Ah here we go again, here we go again)

Hi I'm skipping on my way to execute all my enemies

Tall trees with leaves there hung men with living dreams

(What he say what he say, huh?)

Seamless like a golden fro

A tallyho ya malicious intent to take all my copper silvers (shit)

And All the blessing to you and yours

I'm sure that your future burns bright

And then will die just like mine did

My time be wasted with these spineless ideas

Call me in time and I might change your life (haaa)

Shaved spears thrown in bushes to kill thieves at night

White lies by dark skin deserve a gun and a knife

At night we drive slow just to get shot by mice (Ahh shit)

What do I know of a heavy order

Town raised brown proud skin

Who's primary interest is getting down to funky rhythms and fucking

Though that's just a minor layer

True blood friends and lovers are hip to hidden truths

Seemingly twisted wisdom called by ism lovers

Tho devil worshiping harlots

Got me starving for booty meats

Hidden tricks and treats

Damn she got pumpkins on her waist

You know Its kinda crazy cuz

My cousins when I was a kid (hmm)

They used to always tell me (what they say?)

That I need me a ratchet girl

And I'd be like a ratchet girl?

(You need a ratchet girl I swear to god)

All they do is be loud as a motherfucker all the time

But you know what (what they say?)

They told me that ratchet girls

Were like food for the soul and

I gotta be honest I need myself one of them

(Maybe 1 or 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 6 7)

I've been swallowed

Up by world trees

Wood that grows greens

Leaves you toss on ass cheeks

I got big dreams (homie)

Main ones to be happy

Ah shucks damn thing

Bills that climb like athletes

I've got nothing (nothin)

Well I got 2 cool rings

Damn my thumbs green (kinda gross ugh)

Seems I'm down to one thing

Lots of love to bring

The thing that keeps my nose clean

But sometimes I do sneeze (achoo!)

And fell asleep on the streets

Can ya can ya dig it

Hey there

Uh mmh said can ya can ya can ya dig it (come on)

Hey there

Yeah can ya can ya can ya dig it

Hey there

Yeah uh can ya can ya can ya dig it

Hey there

Uh uuuhhh