Yung Kayo and Eartheater - hear you

I just wanna hear you, uh (uh)
I just wanna hear you, uh (uh)
I just wanna hear you, uh (uh)
See you in the rear view mirror
You wearin' everything Amir'
I'm rockin' Martine

I park in the gas station in CELINE (CELINE)
These niggas be copyin' on me and they memein'
Bitch, I'm a P, I'm hanging up my peace, man (player)
Talk to the plug every mornin', I need that
When we get to sprayin', you don't want the feed that (brr, nah)
Run through my partner, get through my arch nemesis (nemesis)
Enola Holmes, Enola Holmes, Enola (Homes)
I grab me a milli' while on the way home (go)
Answer the phone had to, hold up, hold up, hold up (who dis?)
Bad bitch gon' suck me while in the Motorola (fuck)
Doc Martin got you standin' on your toes
I got real partners, they never lettin' go (go)
While I'm runnin' through problems, I never ever fold (never)
And you know
Smother me with your hand up, baby, high as my knees with her head up
Water comin' to my feet, I'ma pedal
I'm never a hassle
Dumb boy, the sack on my back, make it backflip
Countin' this money now I got a rash (a rash)
Ten percent tint on the whip and it's matte (matte)
I found her off the rack, give me that
My niggas came off the line, through the three percentage

Oh, my lips and let's make love
Hey, hey
My lips and let's make love, hey
Hey, hey, stand up

I just wanna hear you, uh (uh)
I just wanna hear you, uh (uh)
I just wanna hear you, uh (uh)
See you in the rear view mirror
You wearin' everything Amir'
I'm rockin' Martine

I just wanna-
I just wanna-
I just wanna hear you, uh (uh)
Hey

Written by:
Alexandra Drewchin, Ethan Andrade, Malachi Green, Umru

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