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Yeah
Hip-Hop/Rap
Yeah was released on January 22, 2021 by Rebel Writer Records as a part of the album Yeah
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AlbumYeah
Release DateJanuary 22, 2021
LabelRebel Writer Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dank Diezel
Dank Diezel
Lead Vocals
Queezy
Queezy
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dank Diezel
Dank Diezel
Lyrics
Queezy
Queezy
Lyrics

Lyrics

Look
Ain’t ever been a thing just to let it go
Catch me vibing with the team when I’m in the yo
I get locked into the keys then I hear the flow
Rolling up another, let it breathe, had to let em know
Yeah we gotta let em know
Ain’t no way they getting close
**** talk and do the most
But I don’t gotta brag and boast
Been rapping for a minute ****
It’s been merch, I been a coach
Riding low key, getting high
Mariah Carey note
Yeah that’s right I get it
Yall gon know who did it
Looking too fresh I’m fitted
That’s just how I’m living
That boy over there is moving
something like a prophecy
I hear em talking crazy bout the kid
But that shit’s not for me nah
Fuck a hater let em talk
They ain’t stopping me
If they want war
Merk em at they favorite spot to eat
And I’m still holding on that work
Come and shop with me
That might be too much for you to move
But it’s not for me
Rolling with the gang
Don’t forget the thing
That we said we got coming
Here to entertain
Man, the shit’s insane
Coming up on them hundreds yeah
Yeah we run this
And we put on for the whole squad
And yall ain’t ever know who’s running up
Cause we all go hard
Bout to go around the world like a postcard
I could sell this perky to you, baby, no charge
Only rocking with the real, no frauds
Grinding til we on top of Billboard charts
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Ain’t no lie, I get high til I damn near touch the sky
And we hot like it’s June, popping like the Fourth of July
I’m with **** you don’t wanna try
Is you 12? You look like a spy
I promise you don’t want get hit with that fi’
I’m killing the beat, you can’t deny
I’m losing they tail, ain’t losing intel
Got locks on my safe, my safe in a cell
I’m setting the pace, I’m pressing excel
I’m winning the race, I’m finishing well yeah
Ain’t hard to tell we got the flames
And you can’t put em out
Watching all the people go n blaze
And pull they reefer out
Trapping like them boys back then
Pulling a beeper out
We got that shit
That the people wanna see about
I got a passion for rapping
I don’t need the clout
Shut it down, when we out,
We don’t ever see em out
And yall can keep the doubt
Got confidence I’m moving forward
Go pound for pound
With any bouncer fucking with my boys
We going crazy on the town
We got em making noise
And we don’t need no invitation
You ain’t got a choice
Hell yeah, we wild’n out like my **** Royce
Do it Big like I’m Sean but I’m not from Detroit
Hold it down for the ones that don’t have a voice
I know they don’t wanna admit it but we got it boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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Written by: Dank Diezel, Queezy
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