imsos – that ye yerrr lyrics
[intro]
yeah, uh, huh, uh… yah
yeah, uh, huh, uh… ugh
[verse 1]
yeah, (coughing) i’m smoking on gas, its a color you can’t even see (ya need dat birds eye)
smackdown on my waist, lil b+tch i’m rockin c
uh yeah huh, what’s on my wrist? just got me a v (got me a v)
don’t need ya feature, ain’t paying a fee (ain’t paying ya fee)
you n+ggas free, put that on me (on me)
ay f+ck it i know that i’m him, i wash any top five (on me)
ay i’m finna blaze em, finna cremate em, dead or alive
sick than a b+tch, but imma survive
offa the pills and the syrup i thrive
pop me a 1+up can’t spare no lives
off dat wax can’t spare no hive (ahh)
[chorus]
(inhale, exhale)
this that ye yerrr n+gga (ye yer)
walk out the spot with five figures (yе yer)
tryna watch my racks get bigger
i got that gas (gas, gas)
this that yе yerrr n+gga (ye yer)
walk out the spot with five figures (ye yer)
tryna watch my racks get bigger
(ahh, yeah)
[verse 2]
ya might just make me pull that trigga (pull that trigga)
ya might just make me pull that trigga (pull that trigga)
ay i gotta keep it real, i’m not f+cking witcha
big ol gat up on my hip, i bet this thang gon hitcha (bang bang)
ay, i bet this thang gon blitz ya, finna lose yo witz
got the choppa running through yo liver, i’m talking splitz
shoutout my n+gga, know he keep that yappa, turn you to ritz
everything make a slappa i’m dropping hitz (huh)
ay, i’m tired of sitting in silence
baby i know that i’m better, i’m here for the violence
ay let me talk my sh+t, ain’t no one better than me
ay let me talk my sh+t, champ up in this b+tch i’m rocking c
i’m the champ up in this sh+t, yeah that’s on me
i’m doing the dash in a v, with a vvs
see my ops, i know they pressed
i can’t let my dad stay stressed
i get the bread and we all work less
me and my people deserve the best
pass em the gas, tell em to rest
[chorus]
(inhale, exhale)
this that ye yerrr n+gga (ye yer)
walk out the spot with five figures (ye yer)
tryna watch my racks get bigger
i got that gas (gas, gas)
this that ye yerrr n+gga (ye yer)
walk out the spot with five figures (ye yer)
tryna watch my racks get bigger
(ahh, yeah)
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