This Is It Yeat

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Uhh (Yeah), uhh uhh, hmmm
Say YB
Yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus]
There's no we in me (No)
Saw that bag for me (Me)
I'm fresh like Mr. Clean (Fresh, fresh)
Lil' Kodak think it's me (Me, me, me)
I rock D&G
Man, it feel like a girl world (Yeah), all on me, yeah
Push that start, I ain't using no key (Skrrt, skrrt)
Mr. Crank, gotta keep it lowkey (Lowkey)
Ran off with the gas, he on E
I need some bread, need a wheat (Yeah)
Off some molly, you know that I'm geeked (I'm geeked)
I told 'em it's me, it's Yeat (It's Yeat)
I walked in and dropped me a bag on my feet
My family the east, so you know that we beasts

[Verse]
Can't ever go broke, man, that'd be a tragedy
Chasing the money, I lay with the cabbage green
In LA ballin', the Lakers the major team
This is it, yeah, yeah
This is it (Ok), yeah, yeah
I rock with the bitch, yeah, yeah
You look at my wrist, yeah, yeah
Look at that bitch, yeah, yeah
You look at my wrist, lil' bitch, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Rollin' a tray like an anaconda
Your bitch wanna suck on my dick, little baddie (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, it is so cold out
Baby, go put on a muhfuckin' sweater (Goddamn)
Cuttin' this muhfuckin' cheddar
No no more time, really gets better (Goddamn)
I went to tellin' the gang to get her
I got all this money, I got it together (Goddamn)
Yuh, I'm fresh just like some jam
Yeah, yeah, fuck that shit, I don't got no pan
Yeah, yes, got some guac and that shit in my hand
Yeah, yeah, do all this 'cause I muhfuckin' can
I'm on the track like I'm Anthony Lamb
Trucin' these bitches like it on demand
I'm smokin' on OG, got it out the can (Yeah)
Fuckin' these bitches, I got holy bam
Mmmmmm (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah