Yeh Yeh

I'm keeping it low, ducking and dodging the flicks

You niggas be posing for pics

Flossing wit friends, ain't even watching your six

That's when we hop out wit them sticks

We know where you hide we know where you at from your live

You document all of your biz doing it all for a bitch

You think that she tricking, until we run up in your crib, because she gotta plan

Now you caught up with your pants down

Mask on still nigga head down

I need the paper like right now

Don't try and man up and be man down

About the dollar, but the shit you be doing ain't making no sense