Yeah Yeah - Lil Gotit, Future, Lil Keed

Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah

Washin' off my diamonds in the sink

DMC, you global now, nigga

Hood Baby, ain’t shit sweet

Bitch, I put you on the plate, my niggas gon' eat (Pluto)

Catchin' vibes in a purple mink, yeah, yeah (Uh)

Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah, yeah (Codeine)

Take the drugs 'til I can’t blink, yeah, yeah (Take the drugs)

Poppin' Adderall, sippin' drink, yeah, yeah (Pop out)

Lights off, no TV, bitch, I’m geeked, yeah, yeah (Lights off)

Can’t take another loss from the streets, yeah, yeah (Ayy)

Maybach coupe on fleek, tall like a Jeep, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)

Some of these bitches speak Spanish and some Japanese, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)

Came out the gutter, get throwed

Fuck on your ho 'cause she throwed (Woah, woah)

Sipping on lean, I’m getting throwed (Woah)

Try my best to overdose (Woah, woah)

Made three pills get ghost

Speedin' up my heart (Speed up)

Two-doors and four-doors (Pluto)

Fill up my garage (Woah, woah)

Make these diamonds shine again 'cause I know times was hard, yeah (I know)

I just lit the average one up, turned her to a star, yeah

I took a trip to Mexico, my hustle took me far, yeah

Pushin' up marshmallow coupe, now I feel like a god, yeah

I went to space, had a coupe in the stars

Man, I had to walk out and baguette it

I told my young niggas go real hard

They came back with a new presi'

How you came out these trenches?

How gon' starve and then try to forget it?

(Can't)

Ran my M’s up, I’m counting it up and I ain’t sweat it yet

Catchin' vibes in a purple mink, yeah, yeah (Uh)

Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah, yeah (Codeine)

Take the drugs 'til I can’t blink, yeah, yeah (Take the drugs)

Poppin' Adderall, sippin' drink, yeah, yeah (Pop out)

Lights off, no TV, bitch, I’m geeked, yeah, yeah (Lights off)

Can’t take another loss from the streets, yeah, yeah (Ayy)

Maybach coupe on fleek, tall like a Jeep, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)

Some of these bitches speak Spanish and some Japanese, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)

Don’t give a fuck 'bout your folks (Woo)

Hood Baby do what he want (Hood Baby)

I go hard for these ceilings

FBG, YSL G.O.A.T.'s (Brr)

No, I’m not generic, I got on baguettes and machetes

Fake my death, Makaveli, I’m livin' my life, my family won’t tell it

Suited and booted, we met up with all foreigns, no, you can’t tell it

I’m making two guns with two gun barrels like Belly

Wouldn’t wife you, not

She getting real mad, she actin' real jealous

I want all the lettuce

Interfere with that lettuce, my niggas gon' stamp it (Hood talk)

All kind of talk

I pulled up on curb kept me a bar

We let that bitch frrt

We pull up with birds and snakes on these hoes

Walk with them K’s on our shoulders, Lil Haiti

We headshottin' shit, we ain’t grazing

In the booth gettin' top from an Asian (Let's go)

Wanna book a show, hit my agent

Niggas ain’t playin'

Catchin' vibes in a purple mink, yeah, yeah (Uh)

Codeine, molly help a nigga think, yeah, yeah (Codeine)

Take the drugs 'til I can’t blink, yeah, yeah (Take the drugs)

Poppin' Adderall, sippin' drink, yeah, yeah (Pop out)

Lights off, no TV, bitch, I’m geeked, yeah, yeah (Lights off)

Can’t take another loss from the streets, yeah, yeah (Ayy)

Maybach coupe on fleek, tall like a Jeep, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)

Some of these bitches speak Spanish and some Japanese, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)

Cartier watches, Skydweller the Rollie, shit, I pay a load

Don dada, the shottas, they ridin' with me, I’m touring right on the road

The money I pay for my watch, it came from the trap, it came from the stove

Yeah, you droppin' salt on me, I’m in LA with your ho

Oh-oh, heard what y’all do on the real

You livin' with your friends, oh-oh

Yeah, they soak drip like sponge

'Cause my rockstar drip is up

Balling like Pistons, nigga

You still on your pivot, nigga

On a dirtbike in the hood poppin' wheelies, nigga

We slimy as it gets

Nah, ain’t no dummy, yeah, I went legit

Finally got diamonds and finally got rich

Double-R truck what we landin' in

Done made some money and family

Blamin' for the talk, get knocked off

I’m tryna feel the breeze

Talking 'bout your top dog, know I eat Pedigree

Yeah, yeah, Slimeball

Woah, woah

Woah, woah

Woah, woah

Woah, woah

Woah, woah

Woah, woah