Ye Songtext
von Nine Vicious
Ye Songtext
T-ha, niggas crazy (Jumpin′ out the window)
I'm with yo-young (Lettin′ everything go)
I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)
Ayy
This life shit got me- jumpin′ out the window (Say what? Ayy)
Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)
I fuck on hoes I got me ′bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)
I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)
I′m finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)
I′m pretty, I'm pretty, she say I′m a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)
Ride ′round-, ride ′round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)
I'm from nothin′, bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)
All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)
All of my hoes got titties (Ayy)
I ride around with a blicky (Skart)
Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)
Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)
She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)
Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)
These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)
No Travis Scott, I′m litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)
I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)
I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)
She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)
This life shi′ got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)
Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)
I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)
I go so crazy, nigga, ′cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)
I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)
My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)
My stick is handy, I can′t unhand it (My stick is handy)
You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)
I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)
She give us a hand, yea, she suckin′ it nasty (Bih, woah)
She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)
I came with the liter, I′m sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)
I can′t with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face
(Look at your face, yea)
We came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)
I'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)
Report to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red
I'm with yo-young (Lettin′ everything go)
I'm with young Ahmad in this bitch, man (Lettin' everything go)
Ayy
This life shit got me- jumpin′ out the window (Say what? Ayy)
Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea)
I fuck on hoes I got me ′bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)
I go so crazy, nigga, 'cause I been broke (Say what?)
I′m finna fuck me a ten, okay (I'm finna fuck me a ten)
I′m pretty, I'm pretty, she say I′m a ten, okay (I'm fuckin' yo fren)
Ride ′round-, ride ′round town with an F&N (F&N, oh)
I'm from nothin′, bitch, lil' F&N (Say what? Say what?)
All of my sticks got titties (Got tits)
All of my hoes got titties (Ayy)
I ride around with a blicky (Skart)
Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Shoot my blick)
Shawty tryna shoot my blicky (Ten out of ten)
She tryna suck my dick (Suck my dick, Ayy)
Drank my kids, she lit (Drank my kid)
These niggas be gay like Diddy (Gay like Diddy, they like Diddy twin)
No Travis Scott, I′m litty (I'm litty, oh, woah, woah)
I gotta fuck up the city (I gotta get it)
I leave my kids on her teeth (Say what? Say what?)
She wanna suck it, yea (Nigga, what?)
This life shi′ got me- jumpin' out the window (Say what? Ayy)
Ion I can do this really anymore (Ion think I can do this, yea, what?)
I fuck on hoes I got me 'bout like ten hoes (I got me like ten hoes)
I go so crazy, nigga, ′cause I been broke (Say what? Say what?)
I just landed, I just landed (I just landed, Ayy)
My bitch the baddest, and she ratchet (And she ratchet)
My stick is handy, I can′t unhand it (My stick is handy)
You fucked my lil nigga, suck my titty (Nigga, what?)
I gave you a hand, huh, we takin' yo mans, uh (Ayy)
She give us a hand, yea, she suckin′ it nasty (Bih, woah)
She eat it up, yea' she eat it for breakfast (Say what? Ayy)
I came with the liter, I′m sippin' on lettuce (Woah, woah)
I can′t with the bleed, yea, I can't with the face
(Look at your face, yea)
We came with the li-, yea, I bet ya, I bet ya (Bet ya)
I'm off of the lean, yea (Off that lean, off that lean, Ayy)
Report to the reaper, yea, hop out the red, hop out the red
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