Yeat - Run Thëy Mouth Lyrics

When you level up, you get that money like it's Follywood
And when you get that money, will you come up out that?
When you level up, you get that money like it's Follywood
And wouldn't you get surprised with this shit?
I don't like surprises at all
Just got off that billion dollar call
Told the coach to put me in 'cause I'm just tryna ball
I go up with every season, even in the fall
I won't talk about 'em, I just cut 'em off
But they love to talk about me, love to run they mouth
Yeah, you love to run your mouth, but you ain't said shit (you ain't said shit)
And you quick to say you'd do it, but you never did
If you talking to a God, keep it short and quick
I'm busy living all this life that you'll never live
And y'all dick sucking, take my balls out your mouth
I got four rings, four albums, bitch, I'm out
I was alive for 4L, but it's up to me for after now
You red, you need to take a breath before you pass out
Yeat

Yeah, uh, and these diamonds on 'em
When I walk inside this bitch I feel like Stevie Wonder
I can't see nobody, nobody can see me
But everything I do is done in 3D
After everything I did, I know they need me
I don't ever wish 'em well, I just hope they bleed
Yeah, I just hope you bleed
My body fiending for some dopamine

You always talking but I ain't heard a thing (I ain't heard shit)
You always talking behind that f*cking screen
They told me, "Yeat, go do your f*ckin' thing"
Get yo' money up, bitch, you can't f*ck wit' me
Hundred bands not a f*cking dub, you a scrub
Get swept under rug, and get squished like bug on 'em
Yeah, I don't need no love, I just need a tug
I just need my drug, I'm f*cked up and I f*cked up on 'em

When you level up, you get that money like it's Follywood
And when you get that money, will you come up out that?
When you level up, you get that money like it's Follywood
And wouldn't you get surprised with this shit?
I don't like surprises at all
Just got off that billion dollar call
Told the coach to put me in 'cause I'm just tryna ball
I go up in every season, even in the fall
I won't talk about 'em, I just cut 'em off
But they love to talk about me, love to run they mouth
Yeah, you love to run your mouth, but you ain't said shit (you ain't said shit)
And you quick to say you'd do it, but you never did
If you talking to a God, keep it short and quick
I'm busy living all this life that you'll never live
And y'all dick sucking, take my balls out your mouth
I got four rings, four albums, bitch, I'm out
I was alive for 4L, but it's up to me for after now
You red, you need to take a breath before you pass out
Yeat

Yeah, uh, and these diamonds on 'em
When I walk inside this bitch, I feel like Stevie Wonder
I can't see nobody, nobody can see me
But everything I do is done in 3D
After everything I did, I know they need me
I don't ever wish 'em well, I just hope they bleed
Yeah, I just hope you bleed
My body fiending for some dopamine