Yeat

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Curesful

[Chorus]
Boutta hop on this plane, boutta go to NY
(Yeah)
Bitch make me wanna go to NY
(Yeah)
Yeah Tris, Wock, ay yeah, too high
When I’m on this oxy I got no eyes
Half of y’all really bugs, half y’all all flies
Yeah, Teflar on this tee, feet on Off-White
That shit on fashion, son
Be here all night
I’m on this Tesla pill, imma be here all night (twizzy)
They don’t even know my moves, they just turn on that street view
Know I be high as shit, I’m they favorite geeker
Not talking bout no parking, money tall like meters

[Verse]
Yeah I ain’t had no option, had to go and get it
Lot of hits out the park, whole lotta Derek Jeters
Yeah, wanna bite the swag, yea they alligators
Loaded baked potato, turn that kid to taters
Not talking bout no game, but we really players
I don’t want no kids, I put on extra layers
Can’t rock with a lame when I’m they motivator
I just be going insane, I ain't even motivated
Yea, racks safe
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[Chorus]
Bouta hop on this plane, bouta go to NY
(Yea)
Bitch make me wanna go to NY
(Yea)
Tris, Wock, ay yea, too high
Bitch, when I’m on this oxy I got no eyes
Half of y’all really bugs, half y’all all flies
Teflar on this tee, feet on Off-White
That shit on fashion, son
Be here all night
I’m on this Tesla pill, imma be here all night (tweaker)
They don’t even know my moves, they just turn on that street view
Know I be high as shit, I’m they favorite geeker
Not talking bout no parking, money talk like meters

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• Artist: Yeat