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Way Back Lyrics by Yeat Yeat

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I just went took what it took on my side
I just went fucked with this thottie, on my slime
I just want fuck, I don't wan' hear 'bout these signs
I keep a blick tucked it's up by surprise
I don't give fuck, I just hide around
I get the cash, baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city then suck on that blicky
Lil' baby, come fuck in the car
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, hundred thousand
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, look at it, look at it
Turn it to five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred
Turn it to a million, yeah, two million, yeah, three million
Hell yeah, I'm fuckin' this thot
Hell yeah, just been servin' that rock
Hell yeah, finna chop out the Tonk'
Hell yeah, finna swerve out the lot
I heard you say you got money coming in, bro, we all know that's a lie
We all know you a broke boy, bitch boy, lil' boy, you ain't got cash, you ain't fly
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went fucked with this thottie, on my slime
I just want fuck, I don't wan' hear 'bout these signs
I keep a blick tucked it's up by surprise
I don't give fuck, I just hide around
I get the cash baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city then suck on that blicky
Lil' baby, come fuck in the car
I cannot fuck with that shit, I turn that mil' to like six
I can't even fuck with a lame-ass goofy, they a muhfuckin', muhfuckin' bitch
Heard you was switchin' the sides, you criss-cross applesauce, switch on your guys, yeah
I don't give a fuck 'bout surprise, I'm taking the girl, lil' bitch, I been high
Fooded up, ridin' with that bitch, I been booted up
My money been dancin', my money been twerkin', my money slide
Bitch done cheated on 'bout my money, I need a bitch that with vibes
Everything we do is flawless, bitch, I don't give a fuck
Ridin' 'round, I'm in the Tonka truck, fuckin' up
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I fuck it up
I got a check lil' bitch, you know I fuck it up
I did a race with the Lamb' and I pulled it up
You chasin' my swag, bitch, you can't touch
You cannot do all this shit, bitch, you big bluff
Who the hell you is? Where you came from?
Pop a couple Percs, bad bitches in my inbox
I ran it up, bitch, I can't stop
You is a lame, you a fake cop
She suck it up, yeah, she ate out
You said we broke, so shout out my first hundred
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, hundred thousand
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, look at it, look at it
Turn it to five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred
Turn it to a million, yeah, two million, yeah, three million
Hell yeah, I'm fuckin' this thot
Hell yeah, just been servin' that rock
Hell yeah, finna chop out the Tonk'
Hell yeah, finna swerve out the lot
I heard you say you got money coming in, bro, we all know that's a lie
We all know you a broke boy, bitch boy, lil' boy, you ain't got cash, you ain't fly
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went fucked with this thottie on my sign
I just want fuck, I want head by these sirens
I keep a blick tucked it's up by surprise
I don't give fuck, I just hide around
I get the cash baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city then suck on that blicky
Lil' baby, come fuck in the car
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