​Yea lyrics

[Intro]
Holy f*cking sh*t, this is f*cked beyond repair
Yeah!
Uh, uh, uh
Don't worry about what the f*ck he be doin', it's DJ Smokey
b*tch
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[Hook: Laker Brady]
"Laker, can we go to Saks?" I say yeah (Yeah!)
Man, I'm silly when he f*ck with my girl, oh yeah
"Laker can you c*m for me?", I'm like, Oh, yeah
This game, I'm gettin' mad money like, Oh, yeah (Yeah!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She like "Laker can you cop this for me" like, Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm gettin' mad money, like Oh, yeah

[Verse: Ricky Chix]
"Laker can we go to Saks Fifth?" I'm like yeah
I feel like a scammer when I hit for ten racks
Where the f*ck is Woody he's probably out in Mass (Nuke Radio)
I remember when that boy was pourin' up in rats, oh
Woody really loves rats
I'ma f*ck it up, ass
I'ma open up the pack
Joeyy folded for a brand new tag
[Verse: Joeyy]
[?] why my eyes so sad
Mud up in this Starry got me walking zigzag
Marni on my body lookin like a skin tag
Cartiers from France, it looks like a white flag
Amiri on the Denim, Demna on the boots
If you wanna hit this cup, venmo me the loot
My lip gloss poppin, and my hair is looking cute (Yeah!)
I been noddin off I think the world is just askew

[Chorus: Laker Brady]
"Laker, can we go to Saks?" I say yeah (Yeah!)
Man, I'm silly when I f*ck with my girl, oh yeah
"Laker can you c*m for me?", I'm like, Oh, yeah
This game, I'm gettin' mad money, I'm like, Oh, yeah (Yeah!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She like "Laker can you cop this for me" like, Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm gettin' mad money, like Oh, yeah

[Outro]
My life is in shambles
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