Yeah Yeah Lyrics

I got too much money for all of these broke niggas that steady hatin

I can't get no fucks bout that shit, I'ma tell my momma we made it

I'm in the building, yeah, I'm in the building I'm in the building, yeah, I'm in the building, yeah I'm in the bulding

I got that feeling, I am the villain How much did I get? I count a million

And we goin' way up, I'ma pull up on side of that truck

When I pull up to the scene, better duck I got that juice pour up lean in my cup

If you gon' knuck up, nigga, then buck up Hit you one time, and, yo, luck up

Yeah, but we ain't go down, yeah, yeah We in the town, yeah, yeah

Jump in the crowd, yeah, yeah High in the clouds, yeah, yeah

Hit at yo' top, put yo' ass to the ground My gun turn smiles into a frown

And it leave your ass upside down And you know that we right side up

When I'm in here, I don't get no fuck Yeah, that baddie told me she wanna fuck

We can meet up but we can not fuck, yeah I'm in that truck

And you know I pull up and I dump Yeah, you know we gon' leave your ass slump

Leave your ass, skunk, stinkin' I'm a legend in the makin

So you can't get it mistaken I wake up like I'm amazing

Yeah, this gun will trail blaze him Like a police with a taser

If he run, then we gon' chase him Yeah, uh, yeah, bitch, I'm ballin

And I ain't talkin' no spalding Like an angel, can you hear me callin'

I get money, I put that shit up in my pocket I made it like it was a drawing

I be on here, I'm spittin' that flame I know that sometimes it sound like I am scolding But I'm on here, I'm spittin' that flame

And I'm gettin' that money, don't know what you call it

And I got me some chains, and they got diamonds in them

Let me know if you want it, kill the opponents I get that money, I'm countin' components

You want it from me, but you can't get no bonus

Locked in with gang like it's Milo and Otis I say it again just to see if you notice

Don't give no fuck about none of that shit that you sayin

I'm smokin' on gas, got me floatin' What's my in my pants

It's money, it's money, it's money You know that my pockets is bloated

When I rap up on the beat, yeah you know that I'm spittin

It sound like my mind is explodin' I can't care about the hate or what y'all say

Y'all niggas green like a lotus