Yeat Way Back Lyrics

[Intro]
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went f*cked with this thottie, on my slime
I just want f*ck, I don't wan' hear 'bout these signs
I keep a blick tucked, it's up by surprise
I don't give a f*ck, I'm just high, I'm ridin'
I get the cash, baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city, then suck on that blicky
Lil' baby, come f*ck in the car

[Chorus]
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, hundred thousand
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, look at it, look at it
Turn it five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred
Turn it to a mil', yeah, two mil', yeah, three mil', huh
Hell yeah, I'm f*cking this thot
Hell yeah, just been serving that rock
Hell yeah, finna chop out the Tonk'
Hell yeah, finna swerve out the lot
I heard you say you got money coming in, but we all know that's a lie
We all know you a broke boy, bitch boy, lil' boy, you ain't got cash, you ain't fly
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went f*cked with this thottie, on my slime
I just want f*ck, I don't wan' hear 'bout these signs
I keep a blick tucked, it's up by surprise
I don't give a f*ck, I'm just high, I'm ridin'
I get the cash, baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city, then suck on that blicky
Lil' baby, come f*ck in the car (Yeah)

[Verse]
I can't even f*ck with that shit, I turn that mil' to like six
I can't even f*ck with a lame, they a groupie, they a motherf*ckin', motherf*ckin' bitch
Heard you was switchin' the sides, you criss-cross applesauce, switch on your guys, yeah
I don't give a f*ck 'bout surprise, I'm talking to God, lil' bitch, I be high
Fooded up, ridin' with that bitch, I been booted up
My money been dancin', my money been twerkin', my money slut
If that shit is 'bout my money, I need that, bitch, ain't no buts Everything we do is flawless, bitch, yeah, I don't give a f*ck (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round, I'm in the Tonka truck, f*ckin' up (Yeah, yeah)
I don't give a f*ck, bitch, I f*ck enough (Yeah, yeah)
I got a check lil' bitch, you know I f*ck it up (Yeah, yeah)
I did a race with the Lam' and I f*cked it up (Yeah, yeah)
You tryna steal my swag that you can't touch (Yeah, yeah)
You cannot do all this shit, bitch, you big bluff (Yeah, yeah)
Who the hell you is? Where you came from? (Yeah, yeah)
Pop a couple Percs, that bitch is an M-box (Yeah, yeah)
I run it up, bitch, I can't stop (Yeah, yeah)
You is a lame, you a fake opp (Yeah, yeah)
She suck it up, yeah, she ate out (Yeah, yeah)
Used to be broke, so shout out my first hundred (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, hundred thousand
Hundred thousand, hundred thousand, look at it, look at it
Turn it five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred
Turn it to a mil', yeah, two mil', yeah, three mil', huh
Hell yeah, I'm f*cking this thot
Hell yeah, just been serving that rock
Hell yeah, finna chop out the Tonk'
Hell yeah, finna swerve out the lot
I heard you say you got money coming in, but we all know that's a lie
We all know you a broke-boy bitch, boy, lil' boy, you ain't got cash, you ain't fly
I just went took what it took on my side
I just went f*cked with this thottie, on my slime
I just want f*ck, I don't wan' hear 'bout these signs
I keep a blick tucked, it's up by surprise
I don't give a f*ck, I'm just high, I'm ridin'
I get the cash, baby, yeah, I'm fine
Heard you wan' come to my city, then suck on that blicky
Lil' baby, come f*ck in the car (Yeah)