Ye lyrics
by Nine Vicious
[Intro]
T-ha, n*ggas crazy
I'm with yo-young—, I'm with young Ahmad in this b*tch, man (Ayy)
[Chorus: Nine Vicious & Dwele]
This life sh*t got me jumping out the window (Say what?)
I don't think I can do this really anymore (I don't think I can do this, yeah)
I f*ck on hoes, I got me 'bout like ten hoes (We f*ck on like ten hoes)
I go so crazy, n*gga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)
[Verse 1]
I'm finna f*ck me a ten, okay (I'm finna f*ck me a ten)
I'm pretty, I'm pretty, she say I'm a ten, okay (I'm f*ckin' your friend)
Ride 'round-, ride around town with an F&N (F&N, oh)
I'm from nothing, b*tch, lil' F and N (Say what? Say what?)
All of my sticks got titties (Got tits), all of my hoes got titties
I ride around with a blicky (Skrrt), shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)
Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten), she tryna suck my di*k (Suck my di*k)
Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid), these n*ggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin, yeah)
No Travis Scott, I'm litty (I'm litty, ooh, woah, woah)
I gotta f*ck up the city (I gotta get it)
I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what?)
She wanna suck it, yeah (n*gga, what?)
[Chorus: Nine Vicious & Dwele]
This life sh*t got me jumping out the window (Say what?)
I don't think I can do this really anymore (I don't think I can do this, yeah)
I f*ck on hoes, I got me 'bout like ten hoes (We f*ck on like ten hoes)
I go so crazy, n*gga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)
[Verse 2]
I just landed, I just landed ( I just landed)
My b*tch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)
My stick is handy, I can't unhand it (My stick is handy)
You f*cked my lil' n*gga, don't suck my titty (n*gga, what?)
I give you a hand, huh, we takin' your mans, uh
She give us a hand, yeah, she suckin' it nasty (Bih, woah)
She eat it up, yeah, she eat it for breakfast (Say what?)
I came with the liter, I'm sippin' on lettuce (Woah)
[Outro: Nine Vicious]
I can't with the bleed, yeah, I can't with the face (Look at your face, yeah)
We came with the li-, yeah, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)
I'm off of the lean, yeah (Off of the lean, off of the lean, report to the reaper, yeah)
I'm on the red, hop out the red