Yea Yea Lyrics

Get the fuck out of my room, I'm playing Minecraft

Get the fuck out of my room, I'm playing Minecraft

I got dogs upon, yo, I got dogs, say he got dogs

I got dogs upon, yo, yo, I got dogs

I got dogs upon my dogs, so pass the blitz to my dog, child

Oh, that's the one that seen his man's eye, we the one that got him dry

We in the stew, we claustrophobic, just like Roddy, boy, we box

Brother, you gon' need some help, it's alright, I got the lock

Give me stacks, I go rock out, no guitar like Travis Scott

Never seen a star like this, yeah, my pocky's astronaut

I already knew my time in here, so I might go and switch the plot

Bro, lookie, this my stir the pot, I'm right there, don't I hit the spot

Yeah, you can't see me, I'm black, I'm in camouflage

Could do the dash, could do the rage, but no, bitch, I ain't getting caught

I ain't getting shit

Ayy, uh-huh, mellow

Ayy, uh-huh, yo, yo, perfect

Ayy, heard I be riding, ain't I

In the game, I trash talk

Jesus turn the block and see what mellow make, a bag walk

All he need is seven days, yo, mellow, make him bands talk

He ain't even see my face, just seen the beam, said, ra-ta-ta

G-man, he gon' push the V, we crash the V, but yeah, we standing tall

He chop spin with the SB, get put in a sandstorm

I was out here fucking college, hoes up in my man's dorm

I'll go and shoot a movie on a bitch like Big Worm

Yeah, we winning, chops his body up, it look like pulled pork

He can say that he is balling, but he ain't ball my court

Uh-huh, bitch, I trap like it's a sport

Been making money, I just make that shit my norm

I send a hit, man, boom-boom-boom, that's kill confirmed

Know you looking at me, come here and be enticed

She said she roll with Graco, a legend in the making

You got Dracos, we got Dracos, real lil' Draco, he Jamaican

Ain't got no gunners, come out and gun us, say they Haitian

Yeah, yo, girl, she potty cheating in the coupe, we back breaking

We know you looking, so just come here and be enticed

Yeah, she said she roll with Graco, I'm a legend in the making

No, you don't have Dracos, we with Draco, he Jamaican

Yeah, we got them dreads low, head stay high

I'll step over your bitch, I ain't A.I

You ain't smoking nothing, nigga, yeah, you a canine

If I stand on all my money, bitch, I'm 85