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quill - yeet lyrics

[hook : quill]
finessin’ with the check got the hoes like yeet
the gas i’m smokin on got the club like yeet
b-tches on my line they on my phone like yeet
hop up in my whip and i feel up like yeet
i got the hoes like yeet
in the club like yeet
on my phone like yeet
when i peel off like yeet

[verse 1 : showtime showtime]
callin’ up my plug cause i know he got that yeet
bad b-tch in my bed and she givin’ up that yeet
fresh i f-ck her, then it’s f-cked up
p-ss her up [?]
ask her what was that? that’s that yeet (that’s that yeet!)
i walk in and your b-tch starin’
other n-ggas no comparin’
we ain’t cuffin’ so we cheerin’
i’m so fly catch me [?]
with some j’s on my feet
she like my swag [?]
and it’s up to my ride, i pull up feel that yeet

[hook]

[verse 2 : quill]
peel off on that lap baby
you know that’s hot drop baby
bands we be blowin’
bad b-tches rollin’
diamonds yes they glowin’
[?]
pocket full of money can’t walk right
hate bein’ broke don’t feel right
got you ho on my side make you look twice
[?] should know [?] d-mn dice
hoes they be flexin’ [?] yeet
and ye ain’t talkin’ money then you must be sl!ck

[hook]

- quill lyrics

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