YESTERDAY .! (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Dexelz]
Yesterday, I was pourin up sum jin
Yesterday, I just flipped sum wit the gen
Y-Yesterday, I was boolin wit my twin
Pants saggin low I got sum racks im counting 10
Issey Miyake on my body b*tch, drip came from Japan
Try and touch my swag lil b*tch, I bet ill chop ya hands
Label tryna sign me, told them n*ggas “Send Advance”
b*tch I need bout 50 if we talkin bout them bands
I been rollin 60s, got blue hunnids in my pants
I been soda poppin, crushin b*tches like a can
Big ass drum, this the battle of the bands
sl*t b*tch come and suck up on my mans

[Verse 1: Dexelz]
Hell yeah I know you seeing what im saying
Toofolk, 4nicks and they twins
44 snub nose hit yo chin (Hit yo chin)
Ain't no solo, b*tch im wit my twin
Bullet dolo, one strapped in the gen
b*tch wanna f*ck on cam, we on CNN

Seen 12 come around, I ain't seen a thing
V12 riding round, I been switching lanes
Dat b*tch come around, bet I snatch her brain
Got ya girl in this b*tch, shе twirl on the di*k
Yea im pouring syrup in this b*tch, we turnin up and sh*t (PLUTO)
I ain't staying loyal if im bеing honest
I just f*cked that hoe, I met her at ONYX
Push up wit that Drake, I feel like Adonis
I count Benjamins, ball like Dennis Rodman
Two tone FN, You and death in common

[Chorus: Dexelz]
Yesterday, I was pourin up sum jin
Yesterday, I just flipped sum wit the gen
Yesterday, I was boolin wit my twin
Pants saggin low I got sum racks im counting 10
Issey Miyake on my body b*tch, drip came from Japan
Try and touch my swag lil b*tch, I bet ill chop ya hands
Label tryna sign me, told them n*ggas “Send Advance”
b*tch I need bout 50 if we talkin bout them bands
I been rollin 60s, got blue hunnids in my pants
I been soda poppin, crushin b*tches like a can
Big ass drum, this the battle of the band
sl*t b*tch come and suck up on my mans

[Verse 2: NIKOWOODYEAR]
Yesterday, I had linked up with some twins
Yesterday, pouring red and sippin' Tris
Yesterday, felt the perks of being rich
Balling on these n*ggas, threw my elbow in the rim
New Givenchy on me, this abducted from the bands
Diamonds shinin' different colors, Christians get offended
I'm so indecisive with the Urus or the Benz truck
I'm so indecisive, I can't pick through all these b*tches
How the f*ck the [?]
n*ggas sending shots up on the net, I got extensions
I can make you rich in one way, you just gotta listen
Got the diamonds on this bullet chain and now it glisten
If he cared about his life he'd chill out with the dissing
Put some racks up on his head, I'll show you who he isn't (Oh)
n*ggas scared to link up, rather go and flood my mentions
Poppin' all this [?], my eyes look like [?]
Tip, tip, tipsy, hell yeah
Every single day another thot hoe, yeah
Countin' all these bands with my eyes closed yeah
2.5 advance, turn that down hoe yeah
What these n*ggas on? Tell me what you wanna do
Throwin' away the money, countin' up these n*ggas blue
n*ggas see the game, why they hatin'? Grab a noose
Stop the dissin', you don't wanna end up on the news
[Outro: NIKOWOODYEAR]
Yesterday, I had linked up with some twins
Yesterday, pouring red and sippin' Tris
Yesterday, felt the perks of being rich
Balling on these n*ggas, threw my elbow in the ring