YEET (feat. Yeat)

Yeet, yeet, yeet

Fleek, fleek, fleek

Flee away, had to ask my brother if we gon' eat today

I remember they just told me to stay away

Used to play with all the chickens on Easter day

Run the millions, run away from the layaway

I got the knit, it's on top of the Yves Laurent

I got the net, and you know it's gon' pay away

Pay away like I'm Gaga, got poker face

Pay away 'cause I got somewhere to be today

Go to the meeting, that's where I gotta be today

Told the bitch, eat it before I got bills to pay

Woke up this morning, you know I got bills to pay

Woke up this morning, I live where the demons at

In the garden, bitch, I feel like I'm Peter Pan

If you look this way, you won't get to see the man

John Cena, why you waving your finger, man?

I buy the land and buy the crib, redesign

Yeet, yeet, yeet

Fleek, fleek, fleek

I slap on her ass, now she got the inches, I'm pulling her, yeet

I dive and I splash

The gang gets turned up when the diamonds on fleek

She Cartier tag, I'm askin' the bitch, "Oh, can I get a piece?"

It's not 'bout the bag, ALYX on my feet, then I hop out the Jeep

A Rick Owens shag, I get in my swag, then I head out to Greece

Don't think 'bout the past, the other night I had a Goyard dream

Fuck around Goyard rings, fuck around, fuck around Goyard teeth

This is a 3D scene, I have her add it up in the RV

I'm 'bout to float like I'm elevate, I'm 'bout to float like a BRB

I'm cashing out, it's just for the day

Shit, went to sleep with a real barbie

Yeet, yeet, yeet (let's go)

Fleek, fleek, fleek (let's go)

Yeet, me, diamonds, flooded on me

Bad thotties, pull up, uh, on me

I just been taking the X with the Perc'

I'm a zombie, be living on Earth

All of my diamonds, they flooded, from Elliante

Bitch, I turn up for sure

We in Chanel with a honeybun, bitch, we in a whole upper echelon

Rocking some Ricky denim for the jeans, yeah

With the vehement hoodie on

I be as high as the god, as the fiends, bitch

And I put that on every mom

I went and just flooded my rings, I blew up, they call me Osama son

My brother keeping the weapon, yeah, my brother keeping the stretcher

I just pulled up with the mob, I just pulled up with the team

My twizzy, my brother, we send him to heaven

Don't matter if it's him or it's me

Me, yeet, I'm he

Yeet, yeet, yeet (let's go)

Fleek, fleek, fleek (let's go)