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E$$keetit Video (MV)




Performed By: Yon the Doyen
Length: 2:47
Written by: Darien Lowe




Yon the Doyen - E$$keetit Lyrics




Swag look how I come in with flash
Camera
50 round drum wit no mag
Scammer
Know I can't rap with no damn
Manners
Got a full house and I'm dad
Tanner
It's not a flex
Not in the mix for the checks
Promise I get in the mix and you'll never forget
Momma got debt
Nigga f*ck a patek
Niggas be talking
Must be a lisp
Cause it ain't how they walking
I'm on the beat and I put it in coffins
Kyrie in Boston
I got some green for them niggas that's crossing
I'm with the team and you know they be stalking
See when I post
I'm alone and I'm saucing
Show me the cake and I give it the frosting
Sleep on the wave and you knowing it's costing
Arm and a leg
Two chains I be fresh for the feds
Tell em I'm stressing I roll up the meds
Teach her a lesson
I told her it's Ned's
Simon's instead
Heard what I said
Tell em it's just the beginning
Cash moves always winning
Cash crew got em swimming
Boo two's
They be twinning
My bitches bad
Cash wave make em wonder who into that
Cash safe cause we sliding where Benji at
Bitch made I could hand em some Similac
Get paid then I ask where the women at
Niggas just wired different
I'm hottest I promise my fire different
See the hate on the road but my tires different
So I'm happy that I could inspire niggas
Told niggas imma do it
Esskeetit
Pump fake gotta stay on my pivot
Ball hard you can catch me at Rivet
Take shots you can meet me at divot
I got a pump for you niggas
Smoking that skunk on you niggas
I cannot punt to you niggas
I'm on a hunt for you niggas
Stop getting mad
Leave the back and forth shit at the tennis match
Young killer got em asking where Kenny at
One session got her asking where Denny's at
Finesse when I told her she been a snack
Tell her I hit like licks
Flashy ain't taking no pics
Sporty shit taking the Dick
Fire she talking the stick
The long way
And she know I ain't no pee wee
Coming at you like 3D
Young Apple on a green tree
I be snapping
No tea leaf
Off the head
No beanie
Quick bread
Never seen me
It's dead
Don't believe me
Free Ted's on a free beat
Yeah I'm hot dog
Never stop dog
Friends plotting on me
Call em watch dogs
Asking Soda if these niggas pop off
Have her suck me till she feeling lockjaw
Yeah I'm hot dawg
I got hot sauce
And that's case closed
Take the top off
And rocks off
Sip then drop off
Flip cop off
Never stop y'all
Damn
I'm the man after 50 grand
Never land like I'm Peter Pan
Tell her hit me if she need a friend
Strictly dickly
I just need her end
Shawty bit me
She was freaking then
Underwater I can breathe again
Something fishy oh I'm leaving then
Most of the bitches be nasty freaking
Snapchat how the women be streaking
Skype plays shawty naked she teasing
Big juice you can see that it's seeping
Gas too you can tell they be wheezing
Cloud 9 if they say that I'm peaking
Frog ways see the niggas I'm leaving
Amen tell em Seuss he be preaching
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Swag look how I come in with flash
Camera
50 round drum wit no mag
Scammer
Know I can't rap with no damn
Manners
Got a full house and I'm dad
Tanner
It's not a flex
Not in the mix for the checks
Promise I get in the mix and you'll never forget
Momma got debt
Nigga f*ck a patek
Niggas be talking
Must be a lisp
Cause it ain't how they walking
I'm on the beat and I put it in coffins
Kyrie in Boston
I got some green for them niggas that's crossing
I'm with the team and you know they be stalking
See when I post
I'm alone and I'm saucing
Show me the cake and I give it the frosting
Sleep on the wave and you knowing it's costing
Arm and a leg
Two chains I be fresh for the feds
Tell em I'm stressing I roll up the meds
Teach her a lesson
I told her it's Ned's
Simon's instead
Heard what I said
Tell em it's just the beginning
Cash moves always winning
Cash crew got em swimming
Boo two's
They be twinning
My bitches bad
Cash wave make em wonder who into that
Cash safe cause we sliding where Benji at
Bitch made I could hand em some Similac
Get paid then I ask where the women at
Niggas just wired different
I'm hottest I promise my fire different
See the hate on the road but my tires different
So I'm happy that I could inspire niggas
Told niggas imma do it
Esskeetit
Pump fake gotta stay on my pivot
Ball hard you can catch me at Rivet
Take shots you can meet me at divot
I got a pump for you niggas
Smoking that skunk on you niggas
I cannot punt to you niggas
I'm on a hunt for you niggas
Stop getting mad
Leave the back and forth shit at the tennis match
Young killer got em asking where Kenny at
One session got her asking where Denny's at
Finesse when I told her she been a snack
Tell her I hit like licks
Flashy ain't taking no pics
Sporty shit taking the Dick
Fire she talking the stick
The long way
And she know I ain't no pee wee
Coming at you like 3D
Young Apple on a green tree
I be snapping
No tea leaf
Off the head
No beanie
Quick bread
Never seen me
It's dead
Don't believe me
Free Ted's on a free beat
Yeah I'm hot dog
Never stop dog
Friends plotting on me
Call em watch dogs
Asking Soda if these niggas pop off
Have her suck me till she feeling lockjaw
Yeah I'm hot dawg
I got hot sauce
And that's case closed
Take the top off
And rocks off
Sip then drop off
Flip cop off
Never stop y'all
Damn
I'm the man after 50 grand
Never land like I'm Peter Pan
Tell her hit me if she need a friend
Strictly dickly
I just need her end
Shawty bit me
She was freaking then
Underwater I can breathe again
Something fishy oh I'm leaving then
Most of the bitches be nasty freaking
Snapchat how the women be streaking
Skype plays shawty naked she teasing
Big juice you can see that it's seeping
Gas too you can tell they be wheezing
Cloud 9 if they say that I'm peaking
Frog ways see the niggas I'm leaving
Amen tell em Seuss he be preaching
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Writer: Darien Lowe
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