Hell Yea lyrics

[Intro]
Huh? 4X, 4X (Grra)
4X (Adron got them hits), 4X
(Grra, grra, grra)
4 way, you get this sh*t the Glo way
Free Glo, wham, b*tch, rich
n*ggas done f*cked up (Uh-huh)
Uh, these n*ggas done f*cked up (n*ggas done f*cked up)
Uh-huh, uh (Yeah), uh (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
These n*ggas done f*cked up (Huh?)
I got my foot in the door (I got my foot in the door)
I don't stand on the block no more (Uh uh)
I go to the yo
Do a feat for the price of a bowl (Cash)
Hold up, hold up, hold up, lil’ bro
Don't even bust it open
It's already sold (Sold)
And these n*ggas be snitches and hoes (b*tch)
n*gga play with us, he get exposed (On gang)
And I swear, like, I’m 'bout to send it soon as I get there (Okay)
And it's gone soon as it get here (It's gone)
My n*ggas roll like tires, no Goodyear
I can't lie, 2018 been a good year (Wham)
You n*ggas broke
Go get on welfare
Make you move off your block
Like, "No, you can't sell there" (pus*y)
Stunna on fire, they know I'm out here (Baow)
Keepin' that rod, I never got caught like Telfair (uh uh!)

[Chorus]
(Uh) Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, hell yeah (Hell yeah, hell yeah)
She tryna f*ck? Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a pound? Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a verse? I tax him (Wax ’em)
n*gga run up and he get flipped backwards (Grr)
Come with smoke, he get put in a Backwood (Burr)
These n*ggas cap, they just rap good (Cap)

[Verse 2]
Adron got them hits, but I send ’em
Bro, put that fire on his mantle (Come here)
I'm in her mouth like a dentist (Ooh)
Swag, hit that sh*t like a chemist (Go)
These n*ggas b*tches
Get one thousand likes and start actin’ different (n*gga, you pus*y)
I ain't sendin' no disses
I'm sendin’ OG and Bully
They gon' make sure they get 'em (No cap)
(Uh) I'm turnt up (I'm turnt)
And these n*ggas burnt out (Ayy, these n*ggas burnt out)
I f*ck that b*tch 'til her perm out (Uh, uh)
We pop out, them n*ggas hop like Big Worm out (b*tch)
(Hah) We like to air it out
Swag like, "f*ck it," he don't care about nothin'
Drop that window, up that fire, he duckin'
Ain't beef
Ain't nothin' for discussion
He get put to sleep
He on Robitussin (Wham)
f*ck these n*ggas
I'll pluck 'em all (Pluck 'em all)
Ain't trippin' 'bout b*tches
Stunna done f*cked 'em all
Now come top me off
She toppin' my brother off (Ooh)
Rich with me
Want smoke with all of y'all (Come hea!)
Call it on
It ain't no callin' off
These n*ggas ain't hard
These lil' n*ggas butta soft (Knock him off)
Knock him off and we knockin' his brothers off (b*tch)
Hoes like, "Stunna, these n*ggas can't f*ck with y'all!"
[Chorus]
(Uh) Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, hell yeah (Hell yeah, hell yeah)
She tryna f*ck? Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a pound? Hell yeah (Ooh)
He want a verse? I tax him (Wax 'em)
n*gga run up and he get flipped backwards (Grr)
Come with smoke, he get put in a Backwood (Burr)
These n*ggas cap, they just rap good (Cap)

[Outro]
Hell yeah (Big cap)
Hell yeah
Hell yeah (Ayy, these n*ggas cap)
Hell yeah, hell yeah (Hell yeah)
These n*ggas cap (Hell yeah) (Adron got them hits)
Hell yeah, hell yeah, these n*ggas cap (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, these n*ggas cap
Big 4X, man, free my lil' brother, b*tch (Gang)
f*ck the opps
We the opps
Gang