Y3S! ft. VillageBoy D Lyrics

Up in smoke

Off the dome

I been goin ham been goin ape shit

Off the head

Up in here

I can't help myself don't need no fake shit

Upgrade that bitch she caught my eye don't need no Lasik

She gon lick my other head

That's that bae shit

Look mama I'm living good

You can taste it

Watch me how I represent

Can I lace this yes yes yes yes yes

Yes yes yes yes

Yes yes yes yes

Yes yes yes yes

Waltz inside I took off with my main bitch in my lair

Coming outside I vent I need my G's up bitch I'm here

Imma hit that bitch with a cop out say what I stand by live what I bleed

Nigga said that I flex every time I breathe

Yeah a nigga pressed for everything I need it

I been up they doubted

I'm in and I'm out

If I came in her home, bet I came in her mouth

When I came in the city I came from the south

I can't help I'm the only one live what I'm bout

Said I'm plotting to fuck over her and her man's

She rocking Hermes

If I had what I had without grabbing I bet I'd be happy I had what I need

All that happened way after way outta my league

Off the bat I was happy I had what I bleed

Now they rockin designer these niggaz dishonest now pardon my tardy I party like Cartier

Said I consider my commas are kinda repetitive swear that I'll prolly get tired of this

Inhaling that pack

Swear it's calling me less

Swear it's calling me blessed

Swear I ain't dealing with pest

Whole lot whole lot wettin shit up

Swear you bouta be next

Said that it's counterfeit dope

This heavy metal I ain't counting the pole

And I been in a battle I'm bout to explode

Up in smoke

Off the dome

I been goin ham been goin ape shit

Off the head

Up in here

I can't help myself don't need no fake shit

Upgrade that bitch she caught my eye don't need no lasik

She gon lick my other head

That's that bae shit

Look mama I'm living good

You can taste it

Watch me how I represent

Can I lace this yes yes yes yes yes

Yes yes yes yes

Yes yes yes yes

Yes yes yes yes

I feel like Pluto

Diamonds dancing ice is flooding like my wrist yeah

Hype the corner got them stripes just like a Learjet

Pull up in that brand new icebox from my list yeah

I can't fuck around with no bitch playing with my respect

And I got her geeked every summer

Beach on the sun up

She gon wanna hit up all her friends and make a come up

Grab her tail like Raditz imma have that lil bitch pop out

And I'm outta Dallas every where I lay I post up

Yeuh

I can't run off fear

Check out my appeal

Techs they are near

I been tracking packs that got them stacks for the millennium

Spend a rack and make it back like it's a habit I got plenty M's

We been peepin shit in full court zone

This money blue in four tones

Just long as this blick tucked

And this drip wet and my wrist wet and my bitch wet

You ain't touching none of this zip a nigga might get splat

Know a nigga got a couple bitches back home that know that it's been slatt, yeah