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fursace & fblmanny - yea lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah, yeah)

[hook]
uh, i made it out, they can’t put the cameras down
freaky b+tch, she in the club tryna write her number down
glock came with a b+tton, i’m ready to turn a n+gga channel down
can’t have poor performance, i’m in the studio tryna perfect the sound
you put it on? (yeah), you got your gun? (yeah)
you the type to psych out, spend a hundred in a month? (yeah)
you ’bout your funds? (yeah), oh, you the one? (yeah)
oh, you done made it out, so the haters can’t tell you nothing? (yeah)
i can wake up any day and take a vacay, feel the sun
i done gave the b+tch a chance, she been tryna snipe me down for months
crash and text like crunch ‘n munch, no trishy wishy in my punch
you wishy washy, you came around, i kept my distance ever since

[verse]
go get fly and push a load, chase the bag, don’t chase these hoes
they gon’ fall right in your hands ’cause they be diggin’ for the gold
n+ggas glorifying racks, these n+ggas broke the code
n+gga told my brother, “i’m gettin’ back”, i feelin’ like i’m doe
[hook]
uh, i made it out, they can’t put the cameras down
freaky b+tch, she in the club tryna write her number down
glock came with a b+tton, i’m ready to turn a n+gga channel down
can’t have poor performance, i’m in the studio tryna perfect the sound
you put it on? (yeah), you got your gun? (yeah)
you the type to psych out, spend a hundred in a month? (yeah)
you ’bout your funds? (yeah), oh, you the one? (yeah)
oh, you done made it out, so the haters can’t tell you nothing? (yeah)
i can wake up any day and take a vacay, feel the sun
i done gave the b+tch a chance, she been tryna snipe me down for months
crash and text like crunch ‘n munch, no trishy wishy in my punch
you wishy washy, you came around, i kept my distance ever since

- fursace fblmanny lyrics

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