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cayenne outsidë (remix) - yeat lyrics

[intro: yeat]
f’ ’em up like this
every time i walk in i just— on my twizz
i just called my b*tch up, like, “what happened? what is this?” (ahh)
every time i— (yeah, woo, woo, yeah)

[verse 1: yeat]
i just bought the cayenne (skrrt)
i just bought the rolls royce, the vibe, yeah
big stones, even bigger bentley (yeah, flawless)
e.t. phone home, i ain’t been so friendly (brr, yeah, i’ma—)
yeah, i’m a rockstar, lil’ b*tch (huh)
all my diamonds glitter, yeah, they can’t touch on the kid (hold up)
they asked me, “how’d you get your lifestyle like this?” (i don’t know)
i be crashing, i’ma take the perc’ with the tris’ (with the tris’, ha)
y’all be fasting, you don’t be really eating like this (eating like this, ha)
diamonds on my wrist (flawless)
i went and put the honeycomb right up on my b*tch
yeah, canary yellow diamonds, r. kelly, the way i p*ss on it (eliantte, ah)
and i just make the beat, made this with jay trench (yeah)
if i don’t got lean, i’m sippin’ green, the grinch
i been doin’ this sh*t for a long time, i ain’t new to this (yeah, no cap)
i ain’t virgin with this money, f*cked it up and kissed it (kiss)
i was on live, instagram, to shoot a vid, i count my guap up (yeah)
every time she pull up on me, that b*tch give me top, uh
i don’t even wanna hit, i been too lazy, i want wock’, yeah
when i’m in n.y., i’m gon’ hit chrome
the owner of chrome hearts son f*ck with my music (ack)
they say i’m a drug addict but at least i don’t abuse it (yeah)
my b*tch told me she want chill the f*ck out and listen to my music
no*no, this is not no pokémon the way i point and choose it
yeah, ridin’ ’round with tris, some drop, huh
we don’t talk to cops
yeah, my twizzy on the run, so we gotta watch the way we move
yeah, every time i count my money up, i just see blue
yeah, we heading way*way up back to the top it’s just the truth (woah, ah)
[verse 2: lil candy paint]
i just popped a perc’
this b*tch on my nerves
ass is big as f*ck, i parked this b*tch up on the curb
i just copped a wraith, he just copped a bird
told ’em “take that” like a nerd
and the wockhardt make me slur
f*ckin’ up my words up off the tris
i just bought chrome hearts for a b*tch
i be spillin’ pints like a sick
i wipe that p*ssy nose, f*ck a bed
her mouth said every day she said i’m soundin’ like a kid
my wrist is still frozen, hit up bryan, spin the six
she lookin’ for some love, i told that b*tch that that’s it
cdg hearts, that’s all that she get
she callin’ it quits
f*ck it, call some friends
i just got a check, i’m probably breakin’ through the bands
we got sticks so big, the whole squad look like a band
we ain’t shaking heads, we ain’t make amends
we gon’ take his head off
keep it up for war
this b*tch thick as f*ck, she straight just like a porsche

- yeat lyrics

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