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Yeat - Oh eX whY [Dir. @JackRottier]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yeat
Yeat
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Smith
Noah Smith
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T99
T99
Producer
Ayymbo
Ayymbo
Producer

Lyrics

(Let's go) I just walked up into Saks Fifth Bitch, you broke, you just act rich (yeah) I got bread like a sandwich Oxy' got me sleeping, I took an Addy And my twizzy in the kitchen like that boy Paula Deen (yeah, yeah) If you don't fuck with the vision then unfollow me (yeah, yeah) Racks way too fat, watch 'em stack, they as tall me (yeah, yeah) And your bitch call me her dad, she want a bag, she give her all to me I just took the Tesla, not the car Yeah, that shit in the garage, it had to charge And bitch, I been that same kid since the start If you switch up on the gang, you won't make it far I don't reply to texts, I be icy Just want S-E-X when I'm on that O-X-Y Play my set like a PS5 (yeah, yeah) Got pressure, got PSI Brand-new diamonds I got from Eliantte, they got pee inside 'em Yeah, I just been geeked up, yeah, for a year I been silent Yeah, couldn't call up my label a year ago, shit was so silent Now they calling me back like, "Yeat, we wanna sign you" (fuck 'em) Yeah, I don't even need no bread, I got every designer Call my twin my twizzy, call my bitch my bizzy Might just smoke this stizzy, and this Oxy' got me dizzy Draco, it hold 50, keep that here, no injury Drank bad for my kidney, but I'm still sipping Trissy (and Wock') Walked in with 50 thousand bitch, sipping like literally Walked in with shit that's unreleased, it came from Italy I laugh when these kids flex, they just look like a mini me You can't check up on the things I did, I swear I got no history I ain't letting up the gas all year, I give 'em misery And I got a lot of fans, but at the top is where they picture me (yeah, yeah) Yeah, I fell in love with that Oxy', that bitch a kid to me (yeah, yeah) "No, I want the opposite," she told me, "Put your kids in me" (yeah, yeah) (Let's go) I just walked up into Saks Fifth Bitch, you broke, you just act rich (yeah) I got bread like a sandwich Oxy' got me sleeping, I took an Addy And my twizzy in the kitchen like that boy Paula Deen (yeah, yeah) If you don't fuck with the vision then unfollow me (yeah, yeah) Racks way too fat, watch 'em stack, they as tall me (yeah, yeah) And your bitch call me her dad, she want a bag, she give her all to me I just took the Tesla, not the car Yeah, that shit in the garage, it had to charge And bitch, I been that same kid since the start If you switch up on the gang, you won't make it far I don't reply to texts, I be icy Just want S-E-X when I'm on that O-X-Y
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