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yeat - war 1 (sped up tiktok)

Off Tha Lot Sped Up

Always Alive Sped Up

[Intro: sharedatbitchlikeapizza & NOLOVEJROC]
Yeah
Out here thuggin', my boy
How many money chains you made, jit?
Shit, sixty-five, you heard me?
Hold on, what your money on your shoes for?
That mean I walk to the money
Damn
You know what I'm sayin'?
Money on my watch, that mean time is money
Money on my phone, that mean I talk to the money (Yeah)
Money on my chain, that mean the money hang with me (Oh, really?)
Money on my hat, that mean money on my mind
Money on my Kool-Aid, that mean my money sweet
Oh, yeah, G, what the-what is on your, uh, shades for?
Shades, that mean I see the money, you heard me?
Out here thuggin', you feel me? Just chillin'
Sixty-five money chains on my neck, oh, yeah
Out here thuggin,' you know what I'm saying? Chillin'
​sharedatbitchlikeapizza, you heard me?
(BNYX)
[Chorus: Yeat]
You don't exist
Take a Perc' in the Tonka, that's it
Money swollen like cyst, huh
They done put faith in the kid, huh
Look at the Bentley Mulsanne in my hanger
The big body peel off the road, watch it spin (Woo)
I'm the one, got a million dollars
I doubled that shit, then I tripled again

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert]
Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah
Buffy the Vampire Slayer with these Cartiers (Cartier)
Flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Even though she is in love, I am still heartless, yeah (Heartless, yeah)
Mixed up the party pack, popped like a molly
I was the first young nigga rockin' Marni
Young nigga, yeah, I'm raw like Maaly (Ha, ha, Maaly)
Yeah, I'm so raw I don't need to use a condom (I don't use a what?), I'm sorry
When I play golf, only time for a par
Audemar watch cost me a new car (Hah)
Marry my bitch and I treat her like Marge
Shuzoes my sneaker and I still take the Parras
Yeah, shoutout my twizzy
This Percocet right here, this shit got me dizzy
When life give you lemons, then crush that, it's Simply
Niggas, they rats, they like mice, they like Minnie and Mickey
Rock Balenciaga on Dickie
I got two stupid ass Glocks and it came with the switch
And ideally I ran it up stiffy
I was the one that was in here doin' business
I was who mixin' the Perc' and the Bennie
I was the one who was pushin' the limit (I was the one)
Run up the numbers like it was a scrimmage
Ran up the bands on you broke-ass niggas
Ran up them ba-a-ands (Where yo' bands?)
I got them racks all in my own pants
You niggas fa-a-ans (Fuck yo' fans)
[Chorus: Yeat]
You don't exist
Take a Perc' in the Tonka, that's it
Money swollen like cyst, huh
They done put faith in the kid, huh
Look at the Bentley Mulsanne in my hanger
The big body peel off the road, watch it spin (Woo)
I'm the one, got a million dollars (Woo)
I doubled that shit, then I tripled again

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)
Flawless, flawless, flawless, flawless, yeah (Tripled again)

Yeat - Flawless (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) 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

[Chorus]
(Pull up lil' bitch like—, I-I’m—)
Pull up lil' bitch like, "Yeah," huh
I bought a Urus today, uh-huh
Paint it all yellow, look like a bird (I-I'm—)
Inside big body, two times two, my money, bitch, all I got (I-I’m working on dying)
Yeah, I make money, my thot-thot-thot 'bout to fold that money all up (BNYX, ooh)
Yeah, I'm swervin' it daily (Ooh, oh)
Yeah, I'm causin' a madness (Ooh, oh)
Yeah, I'm fuckin' the baddest, uh
Yeah, I bought me the Crowdless (Ooh, oh)
I bought me the gems
Yeah, I never need practice (Ooh, oh)
My money gon’ double or triple, yeah, your money subtractin’ (Ooh, oh)
[Verse]
Yeah, peeled off on the jakes, peeled off on the cops, peeled off on a swerve (Ooh, oh)
Yeah, I ain't even fuckin’ with nobody, bitch got a crib in the 'burbs (Ooh, oh)
Yeah, this shit could've gone so bad, this shit could've gotten worse, yeah (Ooh, oh)
Yeah, free YSL out the chain gang, big fuck 12, they birds (Brr)
I ran up my money the most, I’m richer than all of them nerds (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm flexin' a big bankroll, these knots in my pockets, it hurt (Big bankroll)
I had to chase it, the Tonka, the vision, kept rippin' the car 'til it burn (Skrrt)
Twenty-four seven, I steady be poppin' these pillies, these muhfuckin' Percs
I think I'm Osama, lil' bitch, yeah, the way that I blew up and left on the Earth (Bang)
I hope that you don't think you could just rock with the gang, you can't come over here (No way)
You can try pullin' up on us lil' bitch (Ooh), you get hit with a muhfuckin' AR (Oh)
I don't even be postin' no pics on the Instagram, bitch, I just muhfuckin' stay out (Ooh, oh)
Bitch you can't do it like me, you can't do it like us, you gon' get up and pay out (Ooh, oh)
You can be stuck in the mix with a couple lil' blicks, but it's always a way out (Hey, hey, I-I'm—)
I, I been swervin' the muhfuckin' jakes on the side, the muhfucker told me to spin (Hey, hey, I-I'm working on dying)
I, I don't even understand how they get this shit anyways, but a muhfucker lame (BNYX)
Now, loud, I used to be shippin' the pound (Hey, hey)
I bought the muhfuckin' karat, lil' bitch, yeah, look at me now (Hey, hey)
Yeah, look at these muhfuckin' diamonds, listen the way that they sound (Hey, hey)
Yeah, new watch every day of the week, lil' Rollie bitch, with the AP (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

[Chorus]
(Pull up lil' bitch like—, I-I'm—)
Pull up lil' bitch like, "Yeah," huh
I bought a Urus today, uh-huh
Paint it all yellow, look like a bird (I-I'm—)
Inside big body, two times two, my money, bitch, all I got (I-I'm working on dying)
Yeah, I make money, my thot-thot-thot 'bout to fold that money all up (BNYX, ooh)
Yeah, I'm swervin' it daily (Ooh, oh)
Yeah, I'm causin' a madness (Ooh, oh)
Yeah, I'm fuckin' the baddest, uh
Yeah, I bought me the Crowdless (Ooh, oh)
I bought me the gems
Yeah, I never need practice (Ooh, oh)
My money gon' double or triple, yeah, your money subtractin

Yeat - Out thë way 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

Sorry Bout That (Sped Up)

STOP LEAKING MY SHIT .... PROD.F1LTHY .... ALBUM 2023

Yeat - Can’t stop it sped up

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