Yell Lyrics

Pulled out the strap point that straight to my chest

You is a pussy pathetic and sad

Running my laps round your face like a track

That bitch my car cause that bitch is a wreck

I spent a rack tryna run this shit

Musical genius a business

They wanna be me but they just miss fits

You cannot be me don't touch my bitch

Boy you trash trash trash

Stab behind my back back

Hittas be fake they dap dap

Then they go behind the back back

Oh oh oh, yeah yeah yell yell yell

What bitch

You wanna be gang bitch

Ain't no iron you slanging

You ain't rap you singing

In the trap you can't bang

All you wannabes the same

No lil boy you ain't gang

You just got a lotta friends

Ay ay

Wannabe gangsters you really ain't slick

I kill your brother then, then I take his shit

Got no respect cause yo cousin my bitch

Pass out her snap chat after I done hit

Jit pulled a strap on me plastic and fake he a wannabe gangster who hiding his face

Call up my brother my homie my cousin get rid of this bitch now he gone with no trace

Yell yell yell yell

I can't stand you wannabe you just wanna be like me

Like a pussy all these hittas stuck up on my money tree

Cause I fucked their bitches back to back until my fucking dick bleed

(Suck my dick cheese)

You can't be with me, love ain't real it's make belief

I'm the, I'm the prodigy, thats why hittas wannabe

They cannot be me, that's why they gon hate on me (Yeah)

Big man always eat, you bitches part of my feast, uh

I'm blowing up I don't care what you say cause you can't relate so you don't have a say

I'm making money and chasing my goals I don't chase women all of my bitches just stay

I tell my baby pretend to be flirty don't get down too dirty distract that bitch for me

He losing attention he not looking at me I'm killing his buddy he next on my sheet

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yell, yell, yell, yell, yell, yell, yell, yell, yell

Yell, yell, yell, yell

What bitch

You wanna be gang bitch

Ain't no iron you slanging

You ain't rap you singing

In the trap you can't bang

All you wannabes the same

No lil boy you ain't gang

You just got a lotta friends

Ay ay

Wannabe gangsters you really ain't slick

I kill your brother then I take his shit

Got no respect cause yo cousin my bitch

Pass out her snap chat after I done hit

Jit pulled a strap on me plastic and fake he a wannabe gangster who hiding his face

Call up my brother my homie my cousin get rid of this bitch now he gone with no trace (Yell)