Hello lyrics
by Yeat
[Intro: Yeat]
(Karegi, ha-ha)
(Yeah, somebody keep callin' my phone)
[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, hello (Brrt), hello, hello, hello (Brrt), hello (Woo), hello (Woo-ah, hello)
Who keep on callin' my phone? (Woo) Same number keep on callin' me (Ah, ah)
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone, get in that Track' and get gone (Ah, yeah-ah)
Block that b*tch off of my phone, that b*tch keep callin' my phone
Told her to leave me a-lone (Yeah), five-hundred thousand dollar cologne (Uh-huh)
She told me to pull up and hit, oh-yeah (Swerve), I'm finna beat it all night (Yeah)
I got the bread in the back of the whip, put the X on my hip, so I hit it all night (Skrrt)
[Verse 1: Yeat]
I might hit the swerve on the b*tch or I might hit the pull up (Might hit the pull up)
Yeah, I'm in the gym with my money, this b*tch doin' pull-ups (Yeah, this doin' what?)
Yeah, kicked all the damn bad things about the—, yeah, shoulda', coulda', woulda' (Yeah, hello)
Yeah, b*tch, I be high with the guys, I kick it with Buddha (Brrt)
Oh-yeah, that just remind me, I'm finna bootup (I'm finna bootup)
I might take her to Chane'-ne', or I might take a Chuppa (Might take to Chane'-ne')
Yeah, they don't really be geeked like us (No way), they don't really be runnin' it up (No way)
They don't really do nothin' at all (Uh-huh), but they always just wan' be involved (f*ck 'em)
Made a whole new wave, yeah, WAV (Yeah, let's go)
b*tch give me head, b*tch give me Bop-It (Let's go)
Yeah, and she drank all my kids, she swallow
b*tch, I be high with the guys, it is what it is, my name in the Bible (Yeah)
[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, hello (Brrt), hello, hello, hello (Brrt), hello (Woo), hello (Woo-ah, hello)
Who keep on callin' my phone? (Woo) Same number keep on callin' me (Ah, ah)
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone, get in that Track' and get gone (Ah, yeah-ah)
Block that b*tch off of my phone, that b*tch keep callin' my phone
Told her to leave me a-lone (Yeah), five-hundred thousand dollar cologne (Uh-huh)
She told me to pull up and hit, oh-yeah (Swerve), I'm finna beat it all night (Yeah)
I got the bread in the back of the whip, put the X on my hip, so I hit it all night (Skrrt)
[Verse 2: SeptembersRich & Yeat]
(Yeah) We started that brand new wave (Yeah)
We ship out them pounds, finna go to LA (Brr)
Can't even talk 'bout the money I made (Shh)
Finna put that sh*t out in they face
Shooter on payroll, that boy gettin' paid (Bah)
The X just be callin' my phone everyday (Wait)
Pull up on yo' thottie, get ate
That pus*y boy used to be hate (pus*y)
Hello (Hello), why that bih' callin' my phone? (My phone)
The X and that Perc' got be gone (Get gone)
They steady be jockin' our flow (My flow)
That b*tch let me j*rk in her throat, I just be laughin' (Ha-ha)
The opps done turned to a joke (Yeah, pull up)
b*tch, we gon' pop out at every show (Let's go)
[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, hello (Brrt), hello, hello, hello (Brrt), hello (Woo), hello (Woo-ah, hello)
Who keep on callin' my phone? (Woo) Same number keep on callin' me (Ah, ah)
Yeah, I told that girl to leave me alone, get in that Track' and get gone (Ah, yeah-ah)
Block that b*tch off of my phone, that b*tch keep callin' my phone
Told her to leave me a-lone (Yeah), five-hundred thousand dollar cologne (Uh-huh)
She told me to pull up and hit, oh-yeah (Swerve), I'm finna beat it all night (Yeah)
I got the bread in the back of the whip, put the X on my hip, so I hit it all night (Skrrt)
[Outro: Yeat]
(I might hit the swerve on the b*tch or I might hit the pull up)
(Yeah, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello, hello)