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Yeat concert, Yeat, Yeat (come on, man)

Man, this nigga on another world right now

They said, uh, niggas was gettin' tazed

Bitches was poppin' pussy by the front door

Niggas was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down

50-thousand people, Yeat concert, twizzy shit right here

Real twizzy shit right here (real twizzy shit right here)

You guys don't know 'bout it

Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying), jump out at the show

Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the job (BNYX)

'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toe

"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go

Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck

Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me

I got my blicky tucked

Headin' number one up on these charts

Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?

A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh

And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month

Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch

I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey)

I went and painted the Benz

I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don

All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother

My slime, my twizzy, my mom

I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it

I don't wanna hear 'bout none

And the whip got two R, yeah, Rolls-Royce, yeah, with the Cullinan bought

I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top, it's the time of month

I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum

How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)

How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo), now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?)

I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh, you already heard what I said, huh (woo)

Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo)

And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo)

You ain't even made no money, yeah, don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo)

I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again

Jump out at the show (uh, I'm working on dying), jump out at the show

Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the job (BNYX)

'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toe

"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go

Huh, riding in that, B-U-L-L Tonka truck

Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me

I got my blicky tucked

Headin' number one up on these charts

Bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?

A-a-all we do is just go number one, uh

And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month

Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch

I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun (hey, hey, hey)

I went and painted the Benz

I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the don

All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother

My slime, my twizzy, my mom

I don't give a fuck what you sayin', I don't listen to it

I don't wanna hear 'bout none

And the whip got two R, yeah, Rolls-Royce, yeah, with the Cullinan bought

I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top, it's the time of month

I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum

How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)

How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo), now you gon' talk to the lead (huh?)

I don't give a fuck what you sayin', huh, you already heard what I said, huh (woo)

Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (woo, woo, woo)

And I don't give a fuck 'bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes', huh (woo, woo, woo)

You ain't even made no money, yeah, don't make no sense, huh (woo, woo, woo)

I destroyed the coupe, I'm 'bout to jump out again