Yeah Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Whew) yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah (Whew)

I'm just keeping it cool
Straight to a T, so I pity the fool
Whoever come against me gonna lose
Ever since school, I been breaking the rules
Okay i'm just tryin' to live by my truth
I don't care what it is, they
Can't pay me to do it, okay
And I peeped how you moved
You got a gang, but most of them useless
New trick, she flew need her right here
I ain't leaking her nudes
And you know how I do
I like 'em bad, boujee, and rude
And it ain't nothing new
Still gotta get some money, woah
Ashton Kutcher, punk 'em

Fucked her good now she can't function
Foreign fell in love
And now she wanna move to London
Tay-K shit, I did the race
I did the marathon
I just open up a zipper, that run smoke
Niggas talking super smart
But they dumb broke
Bad bitch talking in tongues
Give me dumb throat she braggin'
Telling her friends they should come over
You wanna talk? Tell me
Something I don't know
Like how to keep this shit
Going when it's game over

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah

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