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ssoto - yellow heart lyrics

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yeah
aye, aye

[chorus]
told her that i love her then i told her that i don’t
yellow heart shawty sending pictures to my phone
way i hit the road, you be thinking i’m remote
eleven on my jersey, yeah the way i pick and roll

[verse 1]
yeah, aye
yeah that’s facts
shawty came around and now she don’t know how to act
shawty f+cked around and then she went and got attached
sent a couple texts and some pictures were attached
fl!ck’d up every time that her friends wanna link
back in high school i bought myself a gucci link
two phones in my pocket feeling like i’m kevin gates
they was talking on the gram but they ain’t pull up to my gate
i’m outta there i’m gone
you can’t hit my phone
no i’m not alone
went from sleeping on the couch to making money songs
feel like al capone
we don’t get along
i’m just in my bag
shooters on attack
got my side piece mad she don’t hit me back
and my chain hang tight we don’t get sn+tched
shooters on attack
i ain’t holding back
[chorus]
told her that i love her then i told her that i don’t
yellow heart shawty sending pictures to my phone
way i hit the road, you be thinking i’m remote
eleven on my jersey yeah the way i pick and roll
yellow heart shawty sending pictures to my phone
way i hit the road, you be thinking i’m remote
yellow heart shawty sending pictures to my phone
eleven on my jersey yeah the way i pick and roll

[verse 2]
yellow heart shawty i just really wanna know
how you got a man but you calling up my phone
how you got these plans but you posted up at home
our love is overgrown you gon’ turn my heart to stone

[chorus]
told her that i love her then i told her that i don’t
yellow heart shawty sending pictures to my phone
way i hit the road, you be thinking i’m remote
eleven on my jersey yeah the way i pick and roll
yellow heart shawty sending pictures to my phone
way i hit the road, you be thinking i’m remote
yellow heart shawty sending pictures to my phone
eleven on my jersey yeah the way i pick and roll
i’m outta there i’m gone
you can’t hit my phone
no i’m not alone
went from sleeping on the couch to making money songs
feel like al capone
we don’t get along



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