double-yeat (sped up)

YEAT / Hatër + sped up

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin' outside, just still on X (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boot up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bro, you not rich, not rich like this (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ack)
Five hundred K on my shoes like this (Ack)
Too much cash and my bitch like this (Bitch, like what? Bitch, like what?)
Got two twin Glocks on my side like this (Huh, huh-huh)
Got a big AR, it'll turn you to piss, ha (Hah, buh, bang)
Yeah, up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Still outside, bitch I'm still on X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah, yeah)
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ecstasy
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ecstasy
[Verse]
Bitch, I'm makin' a hit every time
Bitch, I'm makin' a hit evеry time
Got 'em sick like flu, likе swine
And that drink look to me like wine (Skrrt)
Rippin' the coupe by the side, yeah
Boot up on X all night, yeah
Livin' however I like, yeah
I'm livin' this shit in my life, yeah
We makin' a movie like Spike, yeah
She pull up, she ridin' my bike, yeah
More boot up? I can't decide, yeah
With a Perky, then crash up my life, yeah
He ain't never have no bread like this
Like this, like this, like this, like this, like this
I just pulled up in a muhfuckin' Bentley (Skrrt), I just pulled out the side, lil' bitch
I can't be trustin' nobody in this bitch, lil' bitch, don't come to my town, lil' kid (Uh)
Yeah, I been makin' them M's, you ain't touching my profits, bitch
Yeah, uh, I'm pullin' it back, I'm golfin', bitch
Yeah, she gon' suck it up, she gon' gulp them kids (What?)
Yeah, and I'm pourin' it up, yeah, just like this (What?)
Yeah, just got word from Thug, 'bout to crank that bitch (What?)
Yeah, swervin' it daily, might fuckin' crank that bitch (Skrrt)
Ridin' in muhfuckin' Maybach, turn it around and muhfuckin' lick that bitch
I made that shit happen, I made it from nothin' and muhfuckas hate that shit
And I know that you broke as a bitch if you got enough time to be hatin' on shit
I don't give a fuck 'bout no followers, I don't give a fuck 'bout none of this shit
Yeah, fuck all the internet, fuck all the politics, yeah, they could suck my dick
You heard what I said, you heard what I said, better run it back
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin' outside, just still on X (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boot up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bro, you not rich, not rich like this (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ack)
Five hundred K on my shoes like this (Ack)
Too much cash and my bitch like this (Bitch, like what? Bitch, like what?)
Got two twin Glocks on my side like this (Huh, huh-huh)
Got a big AR, it'll turn you to piss, ha (Hah, buh, bang)
Yeah, up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Still outside, bitch I'm still on X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah, yeah)
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ecstasy
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ecstasy

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sittin' outside, just still on X (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boot up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bro, you not rich, not rich like this (Yeah, yeah, yeah, ack)

Yeat - Up Off X sped up

[Intro]
(I-I-I—)
(I-I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)

[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth
[Post-Chorus]
Heard you went back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small monеy
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can't еven fuck with the same, they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read

[Verse]
I don't give a shit what you sayin', you a goddamn rat (Ayy-ayy)
Yeah, I like the coupe with the blick, but the bitch all black (Ayy-ayy)
Yeah, I got a blick with the teeth and it bite down back (Ayy-ayy)
(Yeah, I like the coupe with the blick, but the bitch all black, yeah-yeah)

[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth

[Post-Chorus]
Heard you went back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can't even fuck with the same, they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read
[Outro]
You a goddamn rat, ayy-ayy
And the Benz all black, ayy-ayy
Bite down back, ayy-ayy
Yeah, I like the coupe with the blick, but the bitch all black, yeah

Yeat - Wat it feel lykë sped up

[Intro]
BNYX

[Chorus]
Bag after bag after bag, I can't stop
Yerc after Perc' after Yerc, I can't stop
Hopped inside the Cayenne, build it up and then I fly
On the phone with my demon, we build it up and then retire
Toxic, toxic, yeah, came in that building real fast
Walk on the muhfuckin' ceiling, I'm bootin' up everyday, everything fly
Yeah, they gon' copy my trend, they gon' copy my sound, they gon' copy the guy
All we gon get me more money, more money, morе money, more money, don't doubt on mе
[Verse]
I bought a crib in the sky (Yeah, woah)
Twenty-four seven in this bitch 'bouta die (Yeah, yeah-yeah)
Takin' the yanky, more janky, more banky
I run up this bitch like a big ol' tanky
The big body whip, 'bout to pull out the big body
Swerve on the side, 'bout to pull up, do cranky
I'm gonna pull out the tanky
I got the big ol' whip, got a big ol' Glock, got the big ol' stick with a binkie (What? Shh)
You gon' get whacked, you gon' get whacked like a spanking (Mm-hm)
I been swervin' off the Earth
Diamonds in my pinkie, yeah, the diamonds on my hair
Don't know why I did this shit, just heard it, then I do it
I don't like all that talkin' back and forth, just keep it mur—
Bye-bye (Phew), huh, fuck it, swerve
Yeah, I learned my lesson, for these jakes, I see they shworms
Thought they was gon get eat up like a fish, get eat by worm
R.I.P. to the Dub man, they gon' try to get that on serve

[Chorus]
Bag after bag after bag, I can't stop
Yerc after Perc' after Yerc, I can't stop
Hopped inside the Cayenne, boot it up and then I fly
On the phone with my demon, we build it up and then retire
Toxic, toxic, yeah, came in that bitch and we fried
Walk on the muhfuckin' ceiling, I'm bootin' up, baby, could end in me flyin'
Yeah, they gon' copy my trend, they gon' copy my sound, they gon' copy the guy
I would go get me more money, more money, more money, more money, don't doubt on me

Yeat - Can’t stop it sped up

[Intro]
Mingo, haha

[Chorus]
Woo, woo (Woo, woo)
Woo (Yeah, phew)
I just pulled up in a tank (Woo, skrrt, I just pulled up in a tank)
I been geekin' like crank (Yeah, I’m geeked like crank, yeah, phew)
Man, this crank got insane ('Sane, woo, phew), yeah, take cranks, get the brain (I'm cranky in the brain)
Bitch, I don’t know, when I'ma land (Yeah)
Yeah, I just pulled up on a plane (Just pulled up on a plane)
I just pulled up out a jet (Ha)
It got me goin' insane (It got me goin' insane)
Rolls Royce in the rain (Skrrt), we got guns, no range (Fuck)
Constantly taking these Percs', man, these shit just be fuckin' my brain (Woo, woo)
It's not lie, who bе realer than this?
It's not lie, who gon’ tеll you this shit?
Man, y’all look like y'all taking this shit (Woo)
I don’t worry, get money, that's it
Man, my money do double, it flipped
I used to be shakin' the zips
My money gon' blow me a kiss, like
Might pour me a three of some Tris
How the hell you gon’ make you some money
When you don't be takin' no risks? (Okay)
Man, y'all just be crying 'bout anything and everything, and y'all look at my wrist
[Verse]
AP and Rollie my wrist, lil' bitch (Hmm)
You know that I'm keepin' my blick, lil' bitch
I'm fuckin' on top of the mill'
Yeah, I'm fuckin' the bitch from the six, uh
You already know how I am lil' bitch, yeah, I'm man of the year, uh
Hm, I went and bought me the Urus lil' bitch, yeah, I don't know how to steer (Skrrt)
Look at my face, yeah, you don't see no fear
I already touched like fifteen mill' this year, do I look like I care? (Phew, phew)
I only go up like a stair
Huh, suck on the bottom of my ballsack, "Bitch, do it look like I care?" (Woo, woo)
Always knew I was gon' win, bitch, do it look like I care? (Woo, woo)
Yeah, I'm on the side of the spleen, lil' bitch, I don't give no fucks if it's fair
Big Rolls Royce, just like the side, bitch, you don't know I was there
I had to sacrifice everything, you don't know life not fair?

[Chorus]
Woo, woo (Woo, woo)
Woo (Yeah, phew)
I just pulled up in a tank (Woo, skrrt, I just pulled up in a tank)
I been geekin' like crank (Yeah, I'm geeked like crank, yeah, phew)
Man, this crank got insane ('Sane, woo, phew), yeah, take cranks, get the brain (I'm cranky in the brain)
Bitch, I don't know, when I'ma land (Yeah)
Yeah, I just pulled up on a plane (Just pulled up on a plane)
I just pulled up out a jet (Ha)
It got me goin' insane (It got me goin' insane)
Rolls Royce in the rain (Skrrt), we got guns, no range (Fuck)
Constantly taking these Percs', man, these shit just be fuckin' my brain (Woo, woo)
It's not lie, who be realer than this?
It's not lie, who gon' tell you this shit?
Man, y'all look like y'all taking this shit (Woo)
I don't worry, get money, that's it
Man, my money do double, it flipped
I used to be shakin' the zips
My money gon' blow me a kiss, like
Might pour me a three of some Tris
How the hell you gon' make you some money
When you don't be takin' no risks? (Okay)
Man, y'all just be crying 'bout anything and everything, and y'all look at my wrist
[Outro]
AP and Rollie my wrist, lil' bitch (Hmm)
You know that I'm keepin' my blick, lil' bitch
I'm fuckin' on top of the mill'
Yeah, I'm fuckin' the bitch from the six, uh
You already know how I am lil' bitch, yeah, I'm man of the year, uh
Hm, I went and bought me the Urus lil' bitch, yeah, I don't know how to steer

Yeat - Can’t stop it sped up

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