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Yam (feat. Yeat)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Vocals
sharkboy
sharkboy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alexey Grachev
Alexey Grachev
Songwriter
Noah Olivier Smith
Noah Olivier Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
sharkboy
sharkboy
Producer

Lyrics

(Keep it up, Sharkboy) Ah Yeah, I'm a trooper, yeah, with a lot of bags Y'all be capping online, on the Instagram Fuck what ya talking 'bout, yeah, we wipe yo' legs off All my diamonds Michael Jackson, watch they dance, they handsome I'm the captain of this boat, give me yo' money, you getting low All that starting to sound the same, yeah, shit is getting old Where yo' money? Where yo' bitches? Yeah, you a joke (ha) Diamonds on me flawless, this bitch whiter than the Pope Yeah, 'bout to nut on these bitches face, and then she drink' it in her throat I just be booted everyday, I forgot how to walk, I learned to float I'on need to sign no deal, I'm richer than your mami With your mami, pulled up on me, and give me wemmy (woo, woo, woo) I like sex, I like drugs, I like money (no cap, no cap) Yeah, I like drugs, it's so silly, but it ain't funny (go) Fuck what ya saying, why the hell you even talking to me? I got yo' bitch, she pull up on me, give me sloppy-toppy (yeah) Yeah, and I'm in the Tonka going bonkers (skrr) Yeah, boy, they watching how I move like they got binoculars (copy the swag) I gotta watch the way I move, 'cause I got popular (ain't no way) Yeah, how you mad? Your bitch done choosing, it's no stoppingher (yeah) Yeah, I know shit can get confusing when you out of here (woo, woo) Yeah, it's a hit every time I speak, bitch, I'm out the park (yeah) Yeah, I was down bad for a long time, I was in the dark (yeah) Yeah, you can just call up my demons and ask 'em where we are (yeah) We ain't outside, but we ain't inside, we on the boulevard (woo) Yeah, take this X' every day, just so I can feel more (ah, X, X, X) Yeah, I'm a trooper, yeah, with a lot of bags Y'all be capping online, on the Instagram Fuck what ya talking 'bout, yeah, we wipe yo' legs off All my diamonds Michael Jackson, watch they dance, they handsome I'm the captain of this boat, give me yo' money, you getting low All that starting to sound the same, yeah, shit is getting old Where yo' money? Where yo' bitches? Yeah, you a joke (ha) Diamonds on me flawless, this bitch whiter than the Pope Yeah, 'bout to nut on these bitches face, and then she drink it in her throat I just be booted everyday, I forgot how to walk, I learned to float I'on need to sign no deal, I'm richer than your mami With your mami, pulled up on me, and give me wemmy (woo, woo, woo) I like sex, I like drugs, I like money (no cap, no cap) Yeah, I like drugs, it's so silly, but it ain't funny (yeah)
Writer(s): Noah Olivier Smith, Grachev Alexey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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