yeast Lyrics

I'm on a private plane with a bitch I don't even know her name

Cocaine on floor mixed with some champagne, yeah

Cartier frames for me when I'm in the shade, yeah

I'm staying out east for the hit I'm 'bout to take, yeah

'Bout to take

Not enough yeast for the bread I'm 'bout to make, yeah

And I know you feining for this shit like everyday

I just need a beemer summertime like it's hitting may

My tummy writing checks my ass can't cash

When I go in I go out faster than the flash in Japan

Hunnid' million fans, yeah

I ain't got no bands, yeah

But I'm fucking models from France in Milan, yeah

I just fucked a bitch, and she fucked me too

I thought she wanted dick, but now I might get #MeToo'd

I don't give a shit, they don't know what we do

If the kid snitch, the sirens go like wee-woo (wee-woo, wee-woo)

Not enough yeast for the bread I'm 'bout to make

Methamphetamines in my lungs, not the base

Ballin' like the heat, not fallin' for the fake

I'm headed out east for the head we 'bout to take, yeah

I nutted in her eyes she see how far I come (Look I made it mom)

I can't tell the time on this Audemars

Ride the wave like Florence never fallin' off (I'm never fallin' off)

Schloppenheimer shit, bitch the bomb is off

And she won't let me cum in her jaws (Please)

'Cus she trynna make a new me spawn (What!?)

She trynna take my V once more (Nah)

I think she trynna take my V once more (I won't let her, I won't let her)

Not enough yeast for the bread I'm 'bout to make (Nah)

Methamphetamines in my lungs, not the base (Shush)

Ballin' like the heat, not fallin' for the fake (I do)

I'm headed out east for the head we 'bout to take, yeah

Hold up man I gotta fucking, lock in before we do this shit man, let me just. aight let's go