Yeah Yeah Yeah Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

That boy don't want no smoke, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm handing out the cancer

I got a bad foreign bitch, yeah, yeah

Your bitch don't even answer

It's time to hop back in them lanes, yeah

Start moving the packs

It's time to hop back on that road, yeah, yeah, yeah

Hop on the PJ or that first class fight

I'm outta here

That bitch a freak

When I fuck, she want me pulled her hair

That bitch from Russia she don't even speak no English what the hell

My niggas crazy we'll Lash out Send that boy to hell

These niggas bitches Hop up in that room

They start to tell

These niggas broke

Ain't got no racks

Ain't hard to tell

Had to ice my hoe

Cause she want that diamond Cartier

I walk in the VIP with the gang

Throwing racks in the air

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah

All them diamonds sitting on my wrist, yeah

It cost a ticket

I see them red and blue lights behind me

I can't get no ticket

I got a bitch bringing back the packs yeah

She a risk it

And I already know where that nigga Cause I fucked his mistress

Go get out your feelings go get some racks

I just spent it but I'll make it back

Copping ricks right off the rack

Copping Gucci right off the shelf

Im a young trap nigga, I beat a bitch with my B.B.Simon belt

I got a Pour some lean

Where my double cup

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm finna ice out my thot just for fun

That niggas wanna scrap nah, nah, brought the gun

I turn that boy to pieces

They don't want no smoke with the gang

Yeah they sweet like Reese's