Yeat – Wat it feel lykë Lyrics

 

Wat it feel lykë Lyrics by Yeat

 

(I-I-I’m working on dying)
(BNYX)
Uh, everything ’bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon’ pop that Perc’, you ’bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin’ real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I’m on the phone with my Redeye, I couldn’t even tell you the truth
Heard you want band like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small money
I got thе bitch out the bank off-late
I can’t evеn fuck with the same
They’re a motherfuckin’ rat, they’re a motherfuckin’ fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business?
I’m just tryna get me that bread
I don’t give a fuck what they say
You a boy or a girl, you get left on read
I don’t give a shit what you sayin’, you a goddamn rat (ayy-ayy)
Yeah, life is cool with the bling, with the Benz all black (ayy-ayy)
Yeah, I got a blick with the teeth and it bite down back (ayy-ayy)
(Yeah, went and swerved the coupe with the Benz all black, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, everything ’bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon’ pop that Perc’, you ’bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin’ real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I’m on the phone with my Redeye, I couldn’t even tell you the truth
Heard you want band like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can’t even fuck with the same
They’re a motherfuckin’ rat, they’re a motherfuckin’ fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business?
I’m just tryna get me that bread
I don’t give a fuck what they say
You a boy or a girl, you get left on read
You a goddamn rat (ayy-ayy)
And the Benz all black (ayy-ayy)
Bite down back (ayy-ayy)
Yeah, this life all cool with the Benz all black, yeah-uh

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