Yellow River Songtext
von Neptune
Yellow River Songtext
Bands
Let′s go
I been talkin' all my shit, I guess they feel me now
Nighttime baby, I just hit your city and made her turn around
Toledo for the week, I got the pack and I just broke it down
Woadie got the strap, he stay clutchin′, don't make him gun you down
All my niggas e-greet, they get you killed in a heartbeat
Copped a pound for five hundred, sold that shit like Miami Heat
All these bitches love me, they just text me just to say we speak
My old bitch say I can't fuck but she still pull up and eat the meat
Riq Bands in this bitch, I know they hate me but I paved the way
Steppin′ on these niggas, it′s too late, I'm really here to stay
Showed ′em I can do it, now I put my blueprint in the game
Fuck the fame, I really want the money to take away the pain
Cole said that money don't ease the pain, but shit it do today
Until that nighttime hit and then that shit just start to eat away
I miss my niggas all the time, sometimes I feel I can′t escape
That money come and go and all that love you get just seem so fake
I done seen it all, I done seen 'em fall
All these niggas claimin′ that they real, they end up gone tomorrow
All these bitches claimin' that they loyal, they end up fuck your dawg
Niggas turnin' on they mans, they snaked him, he was stuntin′ too hard
I done seen it all, I done seen ′em fall
Turnin' up the city, tryna get to the top by any cost
Fucked your homie shorty when she
Threw that pussy, these hoes be thots
Beefin′ over these hoes, these niggas dyin', I see that shit a lot
Ayy man (Loki, let me, um)
I ain′t gon' lie, I really just be talkin′ facts, on God
Let's go
I been talkin' all my shit, I guess they feel me now
Nighttime baby, I just hit your city and made her turn around
Toledo for the week, I got the pack and I just broke it down
Woadie got the strap, he stay clutchin′, don′t make him gun you down
All my niggas e-greet, they get you killed in a heartbeat
Copped a pound for five hundred, sold that shit like Miami Heat
All these bitches love me, they just text me just to say we speak
My old bitch say I can't fuck but she still pull up and eat the meat
Let′s go
I been talkin' all my shit, I guess they feel me now
Nighttime baby, I just hit your city and made her turn around
Toledo for the week, I got the pack and I just broke it down
Woadie got the strap, he stay clutchin′, don't make him gun you down
All my niggas e-greet, they get you killed in a heartbeat
Copped a pound for five hundred, sold that shit like Miami Heat
All these bitches love me, they just text me just to say we speak
My old bitch say I can't fuck but she still pull up and eat the meat
Riq Bands in this bitch, I know they hate me but I paved the way
Steppin′ on these niggas, it′s too late, I'm really here to stay
Showed ′em I can do it, now I put my blueprint in the game
Fuck the fame, I really want the money to take away the pain
Cole said that money don't ease the pain, but shit it do today
Until that nighttime hit and then that shit just start to eat away
I miss my niggas all the time, sometimes I feel I can′t escape
That money come and go and all that love you get just seem so fake
I done seen it all, I done seen 'em fall
All these niggas claimin′ that they real, they end up gone tomorrow
All these bitches claimin' that they loyal, they end up fuck your dawg
Niggas turnin' on they mans, they snaked him, he was stuntin′ too hard
I done seen it all, I done seen ′em fall
Turnin' up the city, tryna get to the top by any cost
Fucked your homie shorty when she
Threw that pussy, these hoes be thots
Beefin′ over these hoes, these niggas dyin', I see that shit a lot
Ayy man (Loki, let me, um)
I ain′t gon' lie, I really just be talkin′ facts, on God
Let's go
I been talkin' all my shit, I guess they feel me now
Nighttime baby, I just hit your city and made her turn around
Toledo for the week, I got the pack and I just broke it down
Woadie got the strap, he stay clutchin′, don′t make him gun you down
All my niggas e-greet, they get you killed in a heartbeat
Copped a pound for five hundred, sold that shit like Miami Heat
All these bitches love me, they just text me just to say we speak
My old bitch say I can't fuck but she still pull up and eat the meat
Writer(s): Jeff Christie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

