yeah Lyrics

Feel like I'm the best yeah

Feel like I'm the greatest in this world

But I'm put to a test yeah

Gotta show em' I'm fed up

With all of that

I ain't planning on calling back

I'll be the greatest I'll be because I'm me yeah

I want all of that

Baby I know

When you're all alone

It's hard to cope, without me

Baby I know

When you're all alone

It's hard to cope, without me

Cope, without m-

Bitch I'm bringing that m-fuckin' tyler flow

If they dissin' they fall like a domino

I been stacking my motherfuckin' dollars hoe

I been making these songs, a lot of those

You know you ain't fuckin' with me on the beat

Treat it like a red octagon, stop and go

Run up on me then you 'bout to travel to the bottom bro

It's a one way ticket no comin' home

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Bitch I'm bout to do it, I'ma run up all this music and pursue it

Yeah, like what

If you wanna listen to it then you 'bout to see that I be fluent

Yeah, like what

Run up on my homie Cole Bennet yo' ass i'll be shooting

I'ma hit it from the back, I'ma make that shit clap

If you do it like that we can do it

If you do it like that we can do it

Wanna run up on me then you get the boot, right up your poop shoot

You be playing games bot you 'bout to lose

Claimin' that he got a gun but I never really hear a boom boom

All I hear is

Ha, let me stop it man I'm fooling around like Yvngxchris and Yuki

I just heard your tape it's dukie, you better salute me

You copy my style you a groupie

'Bout to hit up your mama like fuck all that drama girl

Send me a picture of both of them boobies

I'm in the crib and I'm whipping up rips when I'm finished with that 'bouta spark up a doobie

In my whip and I'm looking for anybody talking shit

Cause I'm ready to swoop in and beat up so many people

Then I'll make it a movie and say it was drugs that was making me do it

Even though I just smoke and drink the liquor on occasion

But still I'ma grip on your throat

I don't gotta say it you 'bout to get choked

You 'bout to get beat up and put on the floor

Have you sniff on my shit then I'll cut off your nose

Pee yew must suck to be you

I don't give a fuck and I think all of you know

Say what I want with this art let me grow

Bitch I'm bringing that m-fuckin' tyler flow

If they dissin' they fall like a domino

I've been stackin' my m-fuckin' dollars hoe

I been making these songs, a lot of those

You know you ain't fucking with me on a beat

Treat it like a red octagon, stop and go

Run up on me then you 'bout to travel to the bottom bro

It's a one way ticket, no coming home