歌手:Yeat
专辑:《Lyfë》

作词 : Noah Smith/Benjamin Saint Fort
作曲 : Noah Smith/Benjamin Saint Fort
[Intro]
Yeat concert, Yeat, Yeat (Come on, man)
Man, this nigga on another world right now
They said, uh, niggas was gettin' tazed
Bitches was poppin' pussy by the front door
Niggas was throwin' chairs, everything was goin' down
Fifty-thousand people, Yeat concert, twizzy shit right here
Real twizzy shit right here (Real twizzy shit right here)
You guys don't know 'bout it

[Pre-Chorus]
Jump out at the show (Uh, I-I-I'm working on dying), jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the joke (Hey, hey, hey, BNYX)
'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toe (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah)
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let mе go (Hey, hey, hey)


[Chorus]
Huh, riding in that big lil' ass Tonka truck
Riding 'round with thеse bust-down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Headin' number one up on these charts, bitch, yeah, it's stuck at what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one (Hey, hey, hey)
And I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch, I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun (Hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the dawn
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my mom (Hey, hey, hey)
I don't give a **** what you sayin', I don't listen to it, I don't wanna hear 'bout none
And the whip got two R's yeah, Rolls Royce truck, yeah, with the Cullinan up (Hey, hey, hey)
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top, it the time of month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum (Hey, hey, hey)

[Verse]
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo) Now you gon' talk to the lead (Huh?)
I don't give a **** what you sayin', huh, you already heard what I said (Woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (Woo, woo, woo)
And I don't give a **** 'bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes' (Woo, woo, woo)
You ain't even made no money, yeah, you don't make no sense (Woo, woo, woo)
I had to turn the coupe, I'm 'bout to trip out again

[Pre-Chorus]
Jump out at the show (Uh, I-I-I'm working on dying), jump out at the show
Had to change my flow, yeah, had to change the joke (Hey, hey, hey, BNYX)
'Bout to train my diamonds, yeah, they smackin' head to toe
"Shh" 'bout what you sayin', yeah, just shut up, let me go (Hey, hey, hey)

[Chorus]
Huh, riding in that big lil' ass Tonka truck
Riding 'round with these bust-down watches on me, I got my blicky tucked (Hey, hey, hey)
Headin' number one up on these charts, bitch, yeah, it's stuck as what?
A-a-all we do is just go number one (Hey, hey, hey)
Uh, and I just brought in some M's, lil' bitch, it's the first of the month
Riding 'round, I'm in the Cayenne, lil' bitch, I'ma tear up the city, I'm afraid of the sun (Hey, hey, hey)
I went and painted the Benz, I switched shit up, I wanted it done by the dawn
All of my fans is my family, my cult, my brother, my slime, my twizzy, my mom (Hey, hey, hey)
I don't give a **** what you sayin', I don't listen to it, I don't wanna hear 'bout none
And the whip got two R's yeah, Rolls Royce truck, yeah, with the Cullinan up (Hey, hey, hey)
I'm 'bout to bring this shit back and away from the top, it the time of month
I'm 'bout to do it again, 'bout to do it again, 'bout to triple the sum (Hey, hey, hey)

[Outro]
How you gon' talk to a rat? (Huh?) How you gon' talk to the feds? (Woo)
How you gon' talk to the shmeds? (Woo) Now you gon' talk to the lead? (Huh?)
I don't give a ****, just sayin', huh, lil' bit', you heard what I said (Woo)
Yeah, I got big boy diamonds on me, yeah, I got big boy bread (Woo, woo, woo)
And I don't give a **** 'bout the coupe, yeah, I pop the bitch on Tes' (Woo, woo, woo)
You ain't even made no money, yeah, don't make no sense (Woo, woo, woo)
I had to turn the coupe, I'm 'bout to trip out again