Yikes! Songtext
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Yikes! Songtext
Shoutout to Druggie, he plugging me
Sending me beats, getting dubs when he send em
The bass go deceased
Hit me up when I′m spitting
I come back to life just to finish a verse full of heat
I'm especially stressing to see
I am a an optimist, you are a pessimist messing with me
Don′t ask me for a free feature
I'll make sure you paid I will check the receipt
And don't try to finesse, I′m the best at finessing You flexing the feature you bought from me
That′s hard to see
Embarrassing what you are to my sound
You is a goofy, you is a clown
You talking big cap, fooling around
Acid I get that, I'm in the clouds
You talking down, I keep it up
I′m like a hound, looking for blood
Gimme the crown, I'm climbing up
Girl keep it down, you waking me up
What time did I get up today?
Turns out I been asleep for a couple days
Lemme know what happened, somebody get me up to date
Think back to the cup you drank
What was in my cup? It was rum, guess the rum was fake
Guess the cup was laced
Guess the weed was laced, I hallucinate
Starting to remember whatever thing I would do today
Who would say anything negatives?
Say it to my face
You a fake friend acting like a leech
Maybe you a stain
Hit me up asking for clout because I got plays
No cap, you got respect, It′s not both ways
Oh my days, at point blank, you get sprayed
Not talking Glock, you a leech so you get the raid
Frozone flow, I'm fast and I′m icy
She down on her knees when she with me
With you, she stand up like she Flight team
Sending me beats, getting dubs when he send em
The bass go deceased
Hit me up when I′m spitting
I come back to life just to finish a verse full of heat
I'm especially stressing to see
I am a an optimist, you are a pessimist messing with me
Don′t ask me for a free feature
I'll make sure you paid I will check the receipt
And don't try to finesse, I′m the best at finessing You flexing the feature you bought from me
That′s hard to see
Embarrassing what you are to my sound
You is a goofy, you is a clown
You talking big cap, fooling around
Acid I get that, I'm in the clouds
You talking down, I keep it up
I′m like a hound, looking for blood
Gimme the crown, I'm climbing up
Girl keep it down, you waking me up
What time did I get up today?
Turns out I been asleep for a couple days
Lemme know what happened, somebody get me up to date
Think back to the cup you drank
What was in my cup? It was rum, guess the rum was fake
Guess the cup was laced
Guess the weed was laced, I hallucinate
Starting to remember whatever thing I would do today
Who would say anything negatives?
Say it to my face
You a fake friend acting like a leech
Maybe you a stain
Hit me up asking for clout because I got plays
No cap, you got respect, It′s not both ways
Oh my days, at point blank, you get sprayed
Not talking Glock, you a leech so you get the raid
Frozone flow, I'm fast and I′m icy
She down on her knees when she with me
With you, she stand up like she Flight team
Writer(s): Kaleb Alan Helton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

