Yeah Lyrics

Yo… I'm like please, can we smoke them trees?

Checking out loud like it's groceries

Strong weed hurting me, call it Hercules

Looking Fleur in the beat, bitch, don't flirt with me

Cause I don't care, feeling burr and it's purposely

Four colors on the crest like the Terrapins be

All gunners in a vest like it's cursory

Rip the tits off this bitch ain't no burping me

Cause we gone

Hit them high, hit them low, man, I'm fit to blow

Like a claymore. Say less until I say more

Time to give the party people what they pay for

Life, I live it hearty, shit, this ain't a Cake Walk

I'm running F-L, I'm in the Ex L,

Charging these brothers up like I'm running Xcel

I mean let's test hell, riding on a pedal bike

Bunny want a ride and she looking like a Cenobyte