Yea Lyrics – TRL
Singer: TRL
Title: Yea
No, we ain’t stoppin’ for the cops, do 110
n#gg#s see me, tryin’ give me dap, you is not my mans
And I got the blicky in the club
Gang and them got your b#tch turnt, pop a xan
f#ckin’ on this instagram b#tch, she got an OnlyFans
Only hit so I could kill her brother, it was in the plan
b#tch tryin’ set, I’mma send her to
If her n#gg# want some smoke, I’mma turn him into grams
Man, you don’t have a thing
Charles Barkley, you will never see a ring
All I see is dirty money, I been tryna get it clean
b#tch was touchin’ on my bone, I was tryna eat a wing
My old hoes mad
I know I got a problem, think exotic help me breathe
I don’t play piano, but I’m pressing over keys
n#gg# if the price right gang will stretch you over
Hoes tryin’ to give me lectures for some lesson I don’t need
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