[Intro: Yeat]

All our money go up (Err, err)

Bitch, this a Lamb' truck (Err, err)

They can't even do it like us

I got the Cayenne sittin' outside (Woah)

Whole lotta racks on us on this side (Yeah, yeah)

I'm on a Perc', can't open my eye (Ooh, ooh)

I seen a lot of y'all end up fried (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Yeat]

All our money go up (Err, err)

Bitch, this a Lamb' truck (Err, err)

They can't even do it like us

I got the Cayenne sittin' outside (Woah)

Whole lotta racks on us on this side (Yeah, yeah)

I'm on a Perc', can't open my eye (Ooh, ooh)

I seen a lot of y'all еnd up fried (Yeah, yeah)

I hit Chanеl with like five (Five, five)

I left Chanel with like nun' (Maybach, maybach)

I be so high I could die (Woo)

I'm with the guys in the sky

Why can't you just tell the truth? (Why? Why?)

Why is you always lyin'? (Lyin', lyin')

Yeah, bitch, I don't need no proof (Why? Why?)

It sound like a waste of time (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah, pull up in a Rolls Royce truck (Ooh), yeah, swerve (Ooh)

Yeah, none of us give no fucks (Ooh), you on my nerve (Ooh)

[Verse: SeptembersRich]

Reach for my chain, then somebody gon' die

Call up my twizzy, that boy gon' slide

Fly with the guys when I'm off the Perc'

They ask, "Where he live?" He live on a shirt

Sip on that Tose', I sip on that dirt

A couple of bands, that bitch is gon' twerk

Finna pull out that uzi, lil' vert (Vert)

Hit that bitch right where it hurt (It hurt)

Finna spend me a band on a Perc' (Fuck it)

Fuck that bitch then she want Percs (Fuck her)

Fuck it, go buy me a house (A house)

Finna fuck her friends, then kick em' out (Get 'em gone)

Fuck it, then fly to the south

Finna fuck on my old bitch now

I made it, I don't know how

Still shippin' packs all around

[Chorus: Yeat]

All our money go up (Err, err)

Bitch, this a Lamb' truck (Err, err)

They can't even do it like us

I got the Cayenne sittin' outside (Woah)

Whole lotta racks on us on this side (Yeah, yeah)

I'm on a Perc', can't open my eye (Ooh, ooh)

I seen a lot of y'all end up fried (Yeah, yeah)

[Bridge]

Them niggas used to try to play with yeat sometimes

He would send hella snippets to the group chat and niggas would not reply

He made so much fucking music, cause he really wanted that shit

Like bro now look, he's going fucking crazy

[Outro]

It sound like a waste of time (Yeah, yeah)

(Sk-sk-sky)