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yyes - a.a lyrics

[intro]
(yyes)

[verse 1]
ricky and morty for this cash, a n-gga slight creative
smoking my leaf and the sh-t, kick like its kato
f-ck the bando up for the time she tried to play us, uh
get ya band up, n-ggas been cap
that sh-t made up
b-tch woah
i count plenty with my dough
woah, quite playing with my dough
need to run this bag up
give a d-mn if she bad, uh
running from ya past, huh (ohh, oh, oh, oh)

[hook 1]
give a d-mn what you mean to me, yeah
it’s what you do
it’s what you say, oh
catch a vibe, yeah
aw, let’s catch a vibe, yeah
(ohh, oh, oh, oh)
(ohh, oh, oh, oh)

[verse 2]
are you proud of me
took this out the galaxy
i just had to really see
how this sh-t, how this sh-t
how this sh-t play out for me
acid accidentally
ask me “are you into me”
then she giving dentally
good brain but can’t add at all
can’t she think on adderal
when i’m there she catch it all
when i nut she catch it all
austin powers when i drop
they said that it’s been a drought
legends said it’s alright
the world just said it’s all mine
magic city, alright
it’s alright
it’s all night
i feel like the 80s baby
my percentage real high
leaning on this road like
i feel like i d-mn made it
she f-ck with me the best
ride me, jet
after i need rest
head game h-lla stupid
put a n-gga in cardiac arrest
she gotta get dressed
can’t use my phone better call collect
uber down the street
i’m sorry you can’t get my address
feeling like timmy turner
short with plenty b-tches
i ain’t been to church
money my religion
getting out the mail
they ask me if it’s gon’ sell
let me go ahead and keep that on the hush though
that tkay case was cutthroat

[pre-hook]
but i feel like i’m 80s baby
i feel like
i feel like i’m a 80s baby
i feel like
i feel like i’m 80s baby
i feel like
i feel like i’m a 80s baby

[hook 2]
thinking about all the days i done managed dodging 9-5s
i admit sometimes i done did sh-t i don’t kinda like
lay back in the creases and crev-sse, i’m hard to find
throw my sh-t in the back, my foot through the floor and just drive
i done checked out for the moment
it’s bringing me bad
no asking me why
you would just lie
find my joy in recording
bringing me bags, yeah

[outro]
f-ck you
oh
f-ck you
yeah, oh
f-ck you
oh, f-ck you
ohh, f-ck you

- yyes lyrics

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