HELL YEAH Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I'm the same nigga that's from back then
See, really, I could put you on if you tap in
Fuck my dawg early, ridin' dirty, system back in
Runnin' with that white, sellin' old, this the Pac-10
Yeah, birds in my trail in that track hawk
Beef with my dawgs, get you bars with that cat talk
S on my chest, you take L's, I don't lack off
Stick clip to punch out your head, knock his cap off
Heard you niggas out here sneak Dissin' and sendin' shots
These rappers faker than 6ix9ine, they gon' send the cops
And if it's pressure, you gon' fold, nigga, I'm spinnin' blocks
So fuck your back end, it's nine piece for ten a pop
How you gon' come back with no bread but all the product gone
You ain't gon' make with all this lead in the chopper zone
Don't wanna hear nothin' bout no feds, nigga, Ralo home
Gon' have to bury you with your head off your collarbone
Load my AK, bust shots at these niggas
Yellow tape, put white chalk on these niggas
I go AWOL, got drops on your hitters
Call it Mayday, black ops on you niggas
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah
Boy, I can see you with a shirt with your picture on it
I just bought some hand glizzy, they got trenches on it
You ain't never heard no song a nigga dissin' on it
Cause it gon' be a tombstone and I'm pissin' on it
Mop out, purge in the city and make the block hot
Trap house, dance on the coco and do the cha-cha
Pop out, smack on the Smith and I'm knockin' rock out
Hop out, turn that Suburban into a drop top
Asked about me and my hood, I was really thuggin
The hottest nigga from the crib got my city buzzin
That 30 round with that Nina, so we with each other
This ain't no prop gun from the movie, bitch, I'm really clutchin
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Free all of my partners, them about to jail cells
Used to sell nickel bags out the stairwell
Now I'm blowin' Uncle Phil, he gon' let the bells in
Load my AK, bust shots at these niggas
Yellow tape, put white chalk on these niggas
I go AWOL, got drops on your hitters
Call it Mayday, black ops on you niggas
Hell yeah, hell yeah
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