Yung Bill$ - yeah yeah yeah!

Count it
A 50, A hunnid
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Pourin' my sprite in
My 'tussin
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Ask shorty, she wanna
Come with me
She said yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm loving the way that
She fucking me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
But afterwards, Im'a have to send you home
You think i'm paying for that Uber? Baby, fuck no
Bad past with love, now I'm just a fuck hoe
Sorry baby, but it wasn't my fault I was out of luck though
Trying to touch my ice
Bitch, be nice
I feel like Yachty, 'cause I only want that for one night
Sorry baby, but you know relationships I don't like
'Cause we ain't finna last forever, but we can last for tonight
But fuck it, I got other things to worry about
The opps stay up north, but I heard they coming down south
But I ain't stressed too much, 'cause they just run they mouth
Like I said, I ain't worried, but I keep a stick anyways
'Cause you never know, they could run up
You could get smoked any day
That's just why I keep my heat tucked
You wanna slide? Good luck
Your main bitch, gave her a good fuck
And it ain't cost me shit, not a good buck
They be saying we some hoodlums
We ain't even from the hood bruh
Count it
A 50, A hunnid
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Pourin' my sprite in
My 'tussin
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Ask shorty, she wanna
Come with me
She said yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm loving the way that
She fucking me
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm trying to stack me up a lot so
I'll never have to stress about no knots bro
And I ain't trying to get to a bag like I'm Pablo
No I ain't trying to flip shit
Trying to make it with this music and make a lot though
Trying to get in the way might turn your head to a pothole
Sad story you see you taken out on that fucking cot hoe
Wouldn't have happened if they just let me count my guapo
My point being, we ain't scared to get even
But even then, my guys gon' slide, if you give 'em a reason
But really we just trying to get the bag, make sure we eating
Trust me it's cool, even if I'm the only one that's feeding
My guys, 'cause I handle my shit and they handle all the beefing
So if you wanna run up
That's really dumb
Eyes on the paper, but I never take them off the gun
Count up
Purple in my double cup
Smoke in my lung
And racks, that's all that I want, I
Count it
A 50, A hunnid
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Pourin' my sprite in
My 'tussin
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Ask shorty, she wanna
Come with me
She said yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm loving the way that
She fucking me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Written by:
Ethan Bills

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