Lyrics Smokescreen - Yeeten

Shhh
Yeah you already know who it is, yeah
Yeeten with the drip hoe
Yeah it's Yeeten
Yeah
Yeah

She a freakie one (yeah yeah)
I know what she wants (know what she wants)
Too much can't mean harm (yeah, prr)
Giorgio Armani is my charm (shhh)

No weed, no lean
But I still need
Your love on me
Make me get lit (get lit)
Snortin, nosebleed
Fucked up, indeed
Boxing, it's Creed
Fight me, ain't easy (easy)

That's just how I feel, you might not understand
The way we live our life is not bad
She takes it for real too much
She's only dating rich guys (yeah yeah yeah)

New Balance shoes (woo)
Balenciaga, daddy shoes (daddy shoes, daddy shoes)
She probably has daddy issues (she freaky)
Came on te covers, get that tissue (get that thing!)
Smokescreen (shhh)
Huffin puffin
Christian Dior (Dior Dior)
Zara (yeah)
Played that Dido (played that Dido)
Zaza (shhh)
Get that weed rolled (get that shit rolled)

We the new edition, new wagon (yeah)
ABCDEFG, she grabbed on (G wagon)
Bills out my pocket, she's new
Still acting like she already knew (yeah yeah yeah)

She too talented, it's great, it's bad
She wants to break our bed
Pillow cushion she pushin
P-P-P-P-Pushin (pushin P)
I ain't ever fuck without a rubber
She'd rather stay in her bubble
Bitch, better stay humble
Balenciaga shoes (yeah)

New Balance shoes (woo)
Balenciaga, daddy shoes (daddy shoes, daddy shoes)
She probably has daddy issues (she freaky)
Came on te covers, get that tissue (get that thing!)
Smokescreen (shhh)
Huffin puffin
Christian Dior (Dior Dior)
Zara (yeah)
Played that Dido (played that Dido)
Zaza (shhh)
Get that weed rolled (get that shit rolled)