YETI Lyrics

Fuck these hoes give no love

But fuck givin' to the streets, cus what they gave to me

My nigga Delta in a box, bitch

Bitch, what, what, what, what

YEA Sippin' on the lean like a fear

Bitch, and I'm rackin' a rackateer

Jacket' on me, Expensive bear

Now I'm just runnin' up, Leavin a tear

Bitch, I just pull up in beams, huh

I'ma go run up a scene, ah

Bitch, I'm just backin' and backin' and backout

Like, bitch, wanna fuck with me

Got em Ready on it

Got em steady on it

Bitch, my wrist so fuckin' wet

Put a like a YETi on it

And we ready on it

Put a YETi on it

And we poppin' with our checks

Put confetti on it

Driftin my car, got no traction

Takin' his brains, like extraction

I'ma go pull in fine range

just gone swereve driveway

In a memory lane

Feel like I am van wraith

Bitch, I'm like out for Revenge again

Bout to pull up and shoot up a minivan

Bout to go pop like Ten XANS, yeah

feelin' that I'm like Ben 10

Bitch, I'm just ridin' the waves

And the life's not real

But I shoot your man in the back, back

Carryin' the drugs the Xans, paraphernal

inside my backpack

They started runnin' around for me

My brother started sellin' a ounce for me

DRIP, DRIP, DRIP Yeah my bag, I love designer

I just took your bitch and it was sick

We get just higher

Bitch, I'm steppin' in them visvims

My Flip-Flops

How the fuckin' fam be mad

I know I shot opps up

Bitch, hide the opps

Bitch, don't fight for us

We gon' really gun him down

And we gon' cut him up

Bitch, I'm brown inside of blood

But I just swear that shit stained red

You ain't wanna see his fuckin' shirt

And I swear he just dead

We're gonna swerve and a flight it

We're gonna swerve and a flight it

You wanna run it, just hide it

You wanna run it, just hide it

You're gonna kill him, we find him

You're gonna kill him, we find him

Know, it's just brothers for us

We was just breakin' that brunch

Killin to drill, bitch

This kill bill, bitch

Bitch, I'm hellboy, poppin' right straight from the gates, bitch

Got a gay bitch

Would fuck your gay bitch

And I just sit and fuckin' watch like I'm a join shit

Got the rap dope inside of my hustle and my hassle

Yeah, your bitch gon' lay down wave my dick around like lasso

I ain't from the bando, but I make them bands, ho

It's enough to kill and cover your fuckin' like, fam, ho

Got em Ready on it

Got em steady on it

Bitch, my wrist so fuckin' wet

Put a like YETi on it

And we ready on it

Put a YETi on it

And we poppin' with our checks

Put confetti on it

Got em Ready on it

Got em steady on it

Bitch, my wrist so fuckin' wet

Put a like a YETi on it

And we ready on it

Put a YETi on it

And we poppin' with our checks

Put confetti on it

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