YEA YEA lyrics

[Chorus: Yeat]
They ask if I was rich (Phew, phew)
I say, "Yeah" (Yeah, yeah)
They asked if that's a cranky (Yeah, cranky, yeah, cranky, yeah)
I say, "Yeah"
Yeah, I bought that big boy Tonka, yes, b*tch, I got big boy racks
I just pulled up in Chanel, I'm in LA with the bags
I'm in the jet with a bag, gettin' inside it with straps
Heard they was sh*tting theyselves, yeah, I heard that they crapped

[Verse 1: Yeat & Yung Bans]
Yeah, I just called my twin, told him we flyin' private (Phew)
Told him we was gon' win, I ain't even have to try (Yeah, nah)
Heard they was talkin' sh*t, I ain't even bat an eye (Shh, shh)
Yeah, told 'em I need them Cartiers, need diamond eye (Yeah)
I just been high like 24/7, yeah, like 25/8 (Yeah)
Yeah, my b*tch 'bout to pull up and suck, yeah, it's nut on her face (Yeah)
Yeah, you gotta stay in your zone, you gotta stay in your place (Yeah)
Yeah, how can I charge my phone when I been way out in space? (Bans)

[Verse 2: Yung Bans]
Yeah, out my mind, I've been up geeked out my mind (Geek)
Two white b*tches and they wanna f*ck my slime (Slatt)
Took him on a lick, he ain't hit, he was crying
Every time I pull up, n*ggas know I'm on that time (Let's go)
Put her in Margiela, countin' make it measure
Should've never f*cked that b*tch and put her on a pedestal
In the shade counting money like my bad mans
Really do this sh*t, hit a lick, ain't for no cameras
Where that ratchet b*tch? Ratchet sh*t, with no manners
b*tch on the di*k, hit her clit, she can't handle it (Ooh)
f*ck her ass so good, she like how this young n*gga move
Two hot b*tches on me right now, young n*gga, just me and my crew
Heard that f*ck n*gga been talking that sh*t, that stick gon' meet like glue
In a brand new 'Cat, Scat Pack, the inside seats all blue
[Chorus: Yeat, Yeat & Yung Bans]
If They ask if I was rich (Phew, phew)
I say, "Yeah" (Yeah, yeah)
They asked if that's a cranky (Yeah, cranky, yeah, cranky, yeah)
I say, "Yeah"
Yeah, I bought that big boy Tonka, yes, b*tch, I got big boy racks
I just pulled up in Chanel, I'm in LA with the bags
I'm in the jet with a bag, gettin' inside it with straps
Heard they was sh*tting theyselves, yeah, I heard that they crapped (Yeah)