YEAH lyrics

[Verse]
On my twizzy, run it up, b*tch, we can't walk
Twenty thousand, flyin' private, b*tch, that high top
Need the Perky up, b*tch, I can't talk (b*tch, I can't talk)
Now I'm p*ssed off, all this money got 'em p*ssed off
Elliante got my wrist froze
These lil' n*ggas had some fame but they fell off, they some sellouts (They some sellouts)
Helmut lames, they can't even f*cking sell out (They can't sell out)
Put my twizzy in them chains, I'ma bail out
Fifteen thousand on this K, said, "f*ck 12, now"
Woke up, then I scammed some lames, b*tch, we too up
Mixed that Perky with the X, then I thrеw up
Your b*tch finna pull up, finna neck me up on boot up
Take thе Perky then I flex up, in her mouth just like a checkup
But I only like her from the neck down
And I like a b*tch who swing that neck 'round
f*ckin' all these b*tches in my old town
f*ckin' all these b*tches in my new town
Call up ***, he shoot now
Call another gang and they shoot now
b*tch, we hang with snipers, we don't do no shootouts
C8, butter seats with the roof down
Mini Drac' and it take your f*ckin' trap down
Twin Glocks dirty, b*tch like some nunchucks
Twin beams, yeah, triple beams, yeah
Gettin' money and I'm poppin' all these beans, yeah
Totin' Glocks, f*ckin' b*tches as a teen, yeah
Poppin' X, couple Perkies inbetween, yeah
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Poppin' X, couple Perkies inbetween, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah