Yeeeeee! Denzel Curry

[Verse 1]
Yee, yee's what I'm screaming
Sorta like the opera but nigga, I ain't singing
I'm flyer than a angel and a pigeon and a phoenix
I always bring the racket like Serena Venus
I'm from that Carol City but I'm in the Zone 3
Into [?] gunplay but not the one from triple-C, yee
A stick is a Glock and I ain't talking 'bout the three
And Curry is next to blow, no diss to Young [?] (Word)
Yee, cruising down Main Street
Much flyer than jet lag and way harder than concrete (Yeah)
I snap like a fat bitch in Popeye's
Cussing out the cashier for some chicken wings and hot fries
So I don't give a damn when they talk [?] (Yep)
305 to the end of my lifelinе
But what's the end? Is it old age or TEC-9?
Or sеrve time tryna get a dollar from a dime? Same grind

[Interlude]
Bitch

[Chorus]
Yee, yee's what I'm screaming
Y'all can't bust, y'all just sacks full of semen
I'm just saying yee, yee's what I'm screaming
Y'all can't bust, y'all just sacks full of semen
I'm just saying yee, yee's what I'm screaming
Y'all can't bust, y'all just sacks full of semen
I'm just saying yee, yee's what I'm screaming
Y'all can't bust, y'all just sacks full of semen