Yes - vinyl version

Ooh-ooh, mmm-mm

Ooh-ooh, woah, woah, yeah

You a yes man, I'm a rich boy (throw some Ds on her)

I'm a breast man, I'ma skeet on her, make a mess

And she gon' look up to me, I'm who she proud of

I come from where it's hustlers, pimps, players and don dadas

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

New shit might get spooky, had to bring the ways back

Stupid lil' bitch wan' reminisce about some shit from way back

When you slackin' on the job, that's when they try and take that

Niggas really think they cutthroat 'cause they talkin' out they necks

Why don't you get out your feelings? Middle fingers to these niggas

They wanna see me turn to the villain, either way though, I'ma kill 'em

When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (yes)

Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh)

Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh)

Yes (tss), yes (huh), yes (huh)

When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (huh)

Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes

Fuck you mean? My life real GTA

And I need a payment in ETH

Right now the motherfucker ETA

And I be the champ, nigga, year after year, after year

Yeah, I'm goin' three-peat wave

I ain't droppin' no dime, you boys cheapskates

And I'm stickin' to the course, no PGA

Hoes plottin' on me, that's so cliché

Five-star suite, five-star general, yeah, bitch, and I'm goin' AWOL (AWOL)

How the fuck a young nigga got his whole logo

On a jersey and a nigga don't play ball?

Stupid niggas been like, "Where you been?"

All I said, "The fuckin' rocket, bitch, I'm 'bout to go take off" (take off)

Bitch, I'ma fly my own PJ, fuck you mean?

Top flight security of the world, Craig

Goofy-ass highs

Niggas got my name in they mouth 'cause I'm all in their girl head

I stuck to the code, niggas can't decode me

If they pushin' my buttons, it's code red

Twenty thousand bitches prayin' that we break up

You that nigga, why you sleepin'? I'm him when I wake up

Yeah, holy matrimony where I stack the cake up

This right here the realest game I probably ever gave up

When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (yes)

Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh)

Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh)

Yes (tss), yes (huh), yes (huh)

When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, motherfucker, yes" (huh)

Yes (huh), yes (huh), yes (huh)

Yes

Yeah

Yes

I would rather give y'all my soul, I don't have to sell it

Might take a piss off your rap Mount Rushmore after I scale it

Blue strips when I do hit the strip, know we fuckin' it up like Elvis

No broke talk, G.O.A.T. talk

Money talkin' to me, like I don't need no motherfuckin' therapist

Brought it right back to the crib like it's nowhere else to go

I was in North Carolina throwin' up them pyramids with Hov

Confirmation that my ancestors built pyramids, for sure

Nothin' happens by coincidence, it's written in the scrolls

Fuckin' wifey types like hoes

I can't even put on my clothes, bitch, I gotta go

Pockets so deep, it implodes

Who keepin' up with the score? I don't plateau

Niggas back up in that mode

And I don't weigh no pros or no cons 'cause I only know pros

Fuck what you sellin' me

I lay the play down to run this bitch, I think they tellin' me, "No"