Yeee lyrics

[Chorus]
Gucci my feet
Sippin' Cîroc with my girl on the beach
b*tch, I ain't never been cheap
Maison Margiela and Saint-Laurent jeans, yeah
I'm smokin' coconut weed
I f*cked that b*tch and she turned to a fiend
Boy, I'm the sh*t what the f*ck do you mean?
Lil' boy, I'm the sh*t what the f*ck do you mean? Yeah
Louis my glasses
Hit the blunt and flick the ashes
All of these rappers, they lack the compassion
I'm in the whip blowin' past 'em
Ayy, I gotta make a confession
This money become my obsession
My mama she said it ain't healthy, now she's whippin' in a Tesla, ayy

[Verse]
Brunette b*tch like Kylie
With a blonde haired b*tch like Miley
One dude, ten wifeys
Pretty boy swag with the wrist too icy, yuh
I get the glory eternally
Go ask your b*tch, yeah, I know that she heard of me
Gettin' that money a motherf*ckin' certainty b*tch
A motherf*ckin' certainty b*tch
Bottle poppin' with the squad, ayy
Balenciaga, Fear of God, ayy
Infinity and then beyond, ayy
Cell Saga Gohan, ayy
I wake up at noon
Roll up some weed and I do what I do
b*tch that I'm with, she look like Sailor Moon, ooh
Rockin' crazy Gucci shoes, ooh
[Chorus]
Gucci my feet
Sippin' Cîroc with my girl on a beach
b*tch, I ain't never been cheap
Maison Margiela and Saint-Laurent jeans, yeah
I'm smokin' coconut weed
I f*cked that b*tch and she turned to a fiend
Boy, I'm the sh*t what the f*ck do you mean
Lil' boy, I'm the sh*t what the f*ck do you mean? Yeah
Louis my glasses
Hit the blunt and flick the ashes
All of these rappers, they lack the compassion
I'm in the whip blowin' past 'em
Ayy, I gotta make a confession
This money become my obsession
I'm smokin' this weed, I ain't stressin'
Surfer boy, I'm giving lessons