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Yea Yea Yea Songtext

(Uh, ay, uh, uh)
(Said come on)

I′m not the 1 or the 2, I'm him
That′s the difference between me and you
I don't need no key
Just hopped outta a plane
Bitch, it's straight to the mall
Then a show, I don′t need no sleep
I′m turnt up now, gotta be low key
Huh? Yea yea yea

Fuck what them niggas saying
Fuck what they talking 'bout
If you see an opp better call ′em out
I'm in the trap everyday, ain′t no calling out
Ain't about money, don′t know what you talking 'bout
Neef set the diamonds, these bitches ain't falling out
Yea yea yea


Hopped in the pool with the watch
I done fucked up the rolliе
Stingray sweet, drive the bitch like it′s stolеn
In the front is the trunk, in the back is the motor
Take off the top, leave it open
I′m in the mix, got motion
Huh? Yea yea yea

Swim with the sharks, no ocean
We catch an opp, we roll 'em
We catch an opp outside, we roll ′em
Popping my shit, they sick, ebola
Flooded my teeth, they bussin'
Big-ass baguettes, they clusters
Huh? Yea yea yea

I don′t like massages
Gimme head in the back of the party
Fucking you and your friend, we menagin'
Used to sleep in the back of garages
Now I run up them rack after rackayes
I′ll rob me a bitch off of backpage
Might go buy me a ski and some black flaves
All I had was some tree and some black jays
Huh?


I'm not the 1 or the 2, I'm him
That′s the difference between me and you
I don′t need no key
Just hopped outta a plane
Bitch, it's straight to the mall
Then a show, I don′t need no sleep
I'm turnt up now, gotta be low key
Huh? Yea yea yea

Fuck what them niggas saying
Fuck what they talking ′bout
If you see an opp better call 'em out
I′m in the trap everyday, ain't no calling out
Ain't about money, don′t know what you talking ′bout
Neef set the diamonds, these bitches ain't falling out
Yea yea yea

Hopped in the pool with the watch
I done fucked up the rollie
Stingray sweet, drive the bitch like it′s stolen
In the front is the trunk, in the back is the motor
Take off the top, leave it open
Huh... huh.
Take off the top, leave it open
I popped a perc 'fore I came, now I′m rolling
Gas so strong, bitch, I can't even smoke it
Signed me a deal, made me a mill
I′m still in the trenches, I ain't even joking
Got caught with your gun and you ain't even blow it
Security strapped up so I ain′t even toting
I don′t put dick in these hoes 'cause they talk too much
I ain′t surprised
These niggas lied to you, can't even talk to us
Huh?
Thugging outside with this Glock in my pocket
You play I′m gone up it and pop it
Met a bitch from the tropics
She giving me sloppy, I love when she lick it and top it
Huh? Yea yea yea

I'm not the 1 or the 2, I′m him
That's the difference between me and you
I don't need no key
Just hopped outta a plane
Bitch, it′s straight to the mall
Then a show, I don′t need no sleep
I'm turnt up now, gotta be low key
Huh? Yea yea yea

Fuck what them niggas saying
Fuck what they talking ′bout
If you see an opp better call 'em out
I′m in the trap everyday, ain't no calling out
Ain′t about money, don't know what you talking 'bout
Neef set the diamonds, these bitches ain′t falling out
Yea yea yea

Hopped in the pool with the watch
I done fucked up the rollie
Stingray sweet, drive the bitch like it′s stolen
In the front is the trunk, in the back is the motor
Take off the top, leave it open

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