Way Back Lyrics – Yeat
Singer: Yeat
Title: Way Back
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went f#cked with this thottie on my sign
I just want f#ck, I want head by these sirens
I keep a blick tucked it’s up by surprise
I don’t give f#ck, I just hide around
I get the cash baby, yeah, I’m fine
Heard you wan’ come to my city and suck on that blicky, lil baby come f#ck and then cry
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, hundred thousand
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, look at it, look at it
Turn it to five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred
Turn it to a million, two million, three million
Hell yeah, I’m f#cking this thot
Hell yeah, just been serving that rock
Hell yeah, finna chop up the Tonk’
Hell yeah, finna swerve out the lot
I heard you say that you got money coming in, bro, we all know that’s a lie
We all know you a broke boy b#tch, boy lil’ boy, you ain’t got cash you ain’t fly
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went f#cked with this thottie on my sign
I just want f#ck, I want head by these sirens
I keep a blick tucked it’s up by surprise
I don’t give f#ck, I just hide around
I get the cash baby, yeah, I’m fine
Heard you wan’ come to my city and suck on that blicky, lil baby come f#ck and then cry
I cannot f#ck with that sh#t, I turn that mil to like six
I cannot f#ck with a lame #ss goofy they a muhf#ckin’, muhf#ckin’ b#tch
Heard you was switchin’ the sides, you criss-cross applesauce, switch on your guys, yeah
I give a f#ck ’bout surprise, I’m taking the girl, lil’ b#tch, I been high
Fruited up, rolling it up, I been booted up
My money been dancin’, my money been twerkin’, my money slide
b#tch done cheated on ’bout my money, I need a b#tch that with vibes
Everything we do is flawless, which is, I don’t give a f#ck (Yeah)
Ridin’ round, I’m in the Tonka truck, f#ckin’ up (Yeah, yeah)
I don’t give a f#ck, b#tch, I f#ck it up (Yeah, yeah)
I got a check lil’ b#tch, you know I f#ck it up (Yeah, yeah)
I did a race with the Lamb’ and I pulled it up (Yeah, yeah)
You chasin’ my swag, b#tch, you can’t touch (Yeah, yeah)
You cannot do all this sh#t, b#tch, you big bluff (Yeah, yeah)
Who the hell you is? Where you came from? (Yeah, yeah)
Pop a couple percs, bad b#tches in my inbox (Yeah, yeah)
I run it up, b#tch, I can’t stop (Yeah, yeah)
You is a lame, you a fake cop (Yeah, yeah)
She suck it up, yeah, she ate out (Yeah, yeah)
Said we broke, so shout out my first hundred (Yeah, yeah)
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, hundred thousand
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, look at it, look at it
Turn it to five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred
Turn it to a million, two million, three million
Hell yeah, I’m f#cking this thot
Hell yeah, just been serving that rock
Hell yeah, finna chop up the Tonk’
Hell yeah, finna swerve out the lot
I heard you say that you got money coming in, bro, we all know that’s a lie
We all know you a broke boy b#tch, boy lil’ boy, you ain’t got cash you ain’t fly
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went f#cked with this thottie on my sign
I just want f#ck, I want head by these sirens
I keep a blick tucked it’s up by surprise
I don’t give f#ck, I just hide around
I get the cash baby, yeah, I’m fine
Heard you wan’ come to my city and suck on that blicky, lil baby come f#ck and then cry
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