Whoa Yeah ft. Joey Aich & Diji Da Niiji Lyrics

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah

Suit for the city I am not listening

You are too lippy my gang get me

See who's attending

I knuck for the nitty get buck for the gritty

No talk on the TV no talk on the WIFI

No talk on the celly what you gotta tell me

Like food I like fetty I flew and they fed me

Vroom let's get ready hug me like a teddy

Now we in the beddy got hot it got heavy

Ain't gotta beg me keeping the pace

Dick coming steady pick up a snack

Change vending Beamer Benz and the Bently

Im bending flex stretch the penny

Coin bounce spring ascending

Boing up away to the winnings

Child smile yeah I'm grinning

Don't be annoying bringing me down

Where are you going talk of the town

Jump on the Boeing running around the world

Running around the world tell a story

Don't get all in your cup cuz it bores me

I know you'll give your guts for the glory

Bust another nut now we soaring

Oh shit was we recording

Rolling round the sun is down

And don't know what I seek

I been ready holding steady

Going up to touch the peak

It's in my reach

And you know fa sho

My soul is in the sound

February Purple Pretty

Flower Child i'm in the clouds

Its goin down

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah

Goin through motions

The ups and the downs

Blasted Fantastic

Loose and Im loud

Goin through motions

The ups and the downs

Scheming and dreaming

Look at me now

Coochie for breakfast

Filling my world with all I deserve

My heart in these texts

Hitting my mark, accomplishing

All of these goals on my check list

Putting on for the whole city

All that's a part of the guest list

Really I'm next up

A flick of my wrist when I write now

Not in the kitchen, some lie for an image

But I can not cap when the mic round

Capacity crazy no max of ability

Really a night owl oh yeah

Shoutout to Mike Dow

We put our soul in a setlist

And then we rock the set out yeah

Fight for the golden moments

One of the last of the pack that was rapping

I guess this right here for the older homies yeah

This era is mine

The error was yours

The trophy is really for me

And the trope is I'm wearing a cape

on the court like the diesel who played with Kobe

It's sports if you really know me

I play the whole 48 ok maybe just 3 6

I'm shooting from 30 in transition

Poppin' my collar like three six

I don't need you two or your three cents

Keep it at distance you wasn't around for the lottery

So when you try I'm on defense that some real three and D shit

oh yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Whoa Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah

Goin through motions

The ups and the downs

Blasted Fantastic

Loose and Im loud

Goin through motions

The ups and the downs

Scheming and dreaming

Look at me now