Lyrics How Can? - Yeri

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Let's go Let's go Let's go!
Ah nana na na na yeah
You know
Yeah you know
Please don't touch my shit
I'm stacking my racks
Better run my Cheque
Better run my cheque
Nigga don't play games
You Dey swear you gang
I go break you neck
You gon get banged up
How can a bitch say so?
I'm rocking my G-Fazo
Top off a Benz, drifting
Slide me the glock lowkey
Say he gon shoot
Boy sent me threats on my snap
Dance with the glock in his hand
If you want smoke I'm the man
Misspelt my name cuz he raz
Don't smile in my face you a clown
Fuck with my drip you could drown
Fuck with my gang
Turn momma's smile to a frown
If you were up you go down
Boy you a waste youth
I do not rate you
My so called niggas be turning to opps
Say you my bro but you plotting on me
Fuck a fake friend
I don't understand
How you niggas could switch
This is real life ain't no Fifa
I might take a flight to Ibiza
How can I boy be telling be this?
How can I boy be telling me that?
How can a boy just be telling me this
How can a boy just be telling me that
Me and my gang bout to roll up a spliff
I got some drinks going on in the back
Young Zee I came with the wave
I do it myself
And I have it my way
Stacking my chips I ain't eating no lays
I'm in my bag I'm in my J's wait
I'm with the crew and they ride for me
When we pull up issa sight to see
Head too good she gon suck me to sleep
Lock em all down Imma leave em deceased
Kill that beat
Game too strong when I move too free
Feelin like Khaled cause I got the keys
Refugees but we in that Jeep
Way too deep
Yeah she vibing with this
Eyes on me she peep that fit
Yeah we can talk all night
But I'm in the for the vibe
So you know that I'm gon hit
Just for tonight yeah that's it
All these guys they bite my drip
They can bite like that and talk like that but they can't be like this
Yeah!
Bring a revolver round 2
You play with mine
Then you know I'm gon shoot
Pop me a pill I be seeing the blue
Lean stain is covering up on my shoe
Gold on my neck so you know imma flex
Slow it all down when I'm sippin on tec
Pay me in cash I ain't doing a cheque
She askin me if I know her for sex
This ain't a question you know we just met
Bitch yeah you know we just met
Now you bow down you gon give me respect
I see a bag I collect
I'm stacking my racks
Better run my Cheque
Nigga don't play games
You Dey swear you gang
I go break you neck
You gon get banged up
How can a bitch say so?
I'm rocking my G-Fazo
Top off a Benz, drifting
Slide me the glock lowkey
Hit from the back now she paralyzed
Bitch I'm a star now they tantalized
I'm tryna see that ass in 4k bitch put off the candle light
Yeri and Zee we're the masterminds
You see the growth bet I put in the time
You see the glow if I put on the light
I'm in the cut till the end of time
Flashing these lights like a camera
Girl ride me like a Yamaha
She askin me if I'll handle her
White bitch thick like Pamela
Nobu spesh that shit's on me
Sneaky link that shit lowkey
I got no time for the convo bitch
I chase a bag even in my sleep
It's on sight no altercation
I'm too fly I got no patience
I don't play no game playstation
No sleep gang and no sleep nation
Yeah