YEAT - Bäk 2 BED Lyrics

Lyrics Bäk 2 BED - YEAT



(Ayy, Mino, is this catchy?)
Ooh, ooh
Had to go wake up (Sleep)
I′ma geek, geek for breakfast
Yeah, I came in this shit, but I can't take a exit, swerve
And I′m booted off the Ecstacy, let's go
I don't drink no Hennessy, no, yeah
Tripled up my cup, I′m like the Embassy
I just woke up to some bullshit, I went back to bed
When I walk back on my cool shit, that nasty head
Fell asleep, I was in the pool, woke up in a fancy bed
Ninety milligrams of Oxy′, I'm the Walking Dead
I′m not broke, don't watch no pockets, no, I′m not no fed (Shh)
Sippin' on Hi-Tech, I′m sippin' red, red, let's go
And lately I′ve been actin′ fed (Federal)
I do not care, I leave everyone on read
Boot up off these drugs, boot up off this, how I activate
Make a band every day for a month, that's up to thirty K
I can′t [?] my cup, my bro got dirty K's
Still on them dirty drugs, I′m in my dirty ways
Y'all been flockin′ like a bird, y'all act like thirty jays
I crashed the whip, I was noddin' off, got court in sixty days
How the fuck, how the fuck, how the fuck am I so paid? (Rich)
Been through so much dumb shit, I had to numb my pain
Everyone copyin′ everybody′s wave, I still remain the same
Bitch, this Corvette way too fast, I switch like eighty lanes
Finnessin' kids out like ten bands, I swerve like eighty lames
I be so high it don′t even make sense, I feel like eighty cranes
Brand new Maison Margiela shoes got eighty paints
I ship this gas out everyday, my stank on eighty planes
Yeah, twizzy servin' chicken like he work at Canes
No, bitch, don′t play the victim, I don't play that game
Bought that Chrome Hearts, real diamond silver plated ring
I′m a alien over here, I feel like a Teletubby thing
Crashed the Cayenne, you could tell that shit was dink
This a real rabbit, you could tell my coat is mink
No, I don't fuck with nobody 'cause my shit is too unique
My money tall, my money strong, your money weak
And I′m booted off the Ecstacy, let′s go
I don't drink no Hennessy, no, yeah
Tripled up my cup, I′m like the Embassy
I just woke up to some bullshit, I went back to bed
Man, they see me on the TV like I'm NBC
Fell asleep, I was in the pool, woke up in a fancy bed (Yeah)
Ninety milligrams of Oxy′, I'm the Walking Dead
I′m not broke, don't watch no pockets, no, I'm not no fed
Sippin′ on Hi-Tech, I′m sippin' red, red, let′s go
And lately I've been actin′ fed (Federal)
I do not care, I leave everyone on read
Boot up off these drugs, boot up off this, how I activate
Make a band every day for a month, that's up to thirty K
I can′t [?] my cup, my bro got dirty K's
Still on them dirty drugs, I'm in my dirty ways
Y′all been flockin′ like a bird, y'all act like thirty jays
I crashed the whip, I was noddin′ off, got court in sixty days
Woke up to some bullshit, I went back to bed
Woke up to some bullshit, I went back to bed
Woke up to some bullshit, I went back to bed
Woke up to some bullshit, I went back to bed



Writer(s): Noah Olivier Smith


YEAT - Alivë
Album Alivë
date of release
02-04-2021




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