T-Swole - The Yeah Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Big pimping, spending cheese
Spent my last dollar on some f*cking Mickey D's
Tryna' eat while writing out some quick sixteens
Tryna' turn this heat to some f*cking MP3s
I been bumping (Aye)
Pull up to the function
Get it popping like what's in my cuzzo trunk
And leave your mom Weezy like that nigga with the Trukfit
Ah shit
Niggas want a war let's get it started
Only for the commas, only for the dollars
Regardless, I'm gon' spit this game like a cartridge
Who garbage?
Just stop it, you wilding or childish
The flyest will not be touched by those at the bottom
Need some red bottoms cause I been dancing with the devil
So I always knew that I would be the hottest
Always been the hardest, high like a rocket
Can't top it
Cooking like I'm Harden

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

For the team, balling for the team
Balling real hard like I'm tryna' make the team
You know in the hood we only got 3 dreams
Tryna' make the league, tryna' MC or tryna' not be behind bars or dead at 23
I got plenty schemes, never lease
Want my name beside the X by any means
Hustle in my genes, pockets mad fat, need mad racks in my jeans
Bum bitches who ass fat tryna' pull a Billie Jean
I just pulled up to the scene with a fat j and some tracks (Aye)
To turn out this f*cking party, heard it from the basement to the hallway
Did this shit the hardway, New York in here like Hardaway

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Big pimping, spending cheese
Spent my last dollar on some f*cking Mickey D's
Tryna' eat while writing out some quick sixteens
Tryna' turn this heat to some f*cking MP3s
Just bounce bitch