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YEA
1,189
Hip-Hop/Rap
YEA was released on July 30, 2025 by Streameum Entertainment as a part of the album NO FLY ZONE
album cover
Release DateJuly 30, 2025
LabelStreameum Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM76

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FBLMANNY
FBLMANNY
Rap
Fursace
Fursace
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Wilson
C. Wilson
Songwriter
S. Hosain
S. Hosain
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Fursace
Fursace
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, uh, uh, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Uh, I made it out, they can't put the cameras down
Freaky bitch, she in the club tryna write her number down
Glock came with a button, I'm ready to turn a **** channel down
Can't have poor performance, I'm in the studio tryna perfect the sound
You put it on? (Yeah), You got your gun? (Yeah)
You the type to psych out, spend a hundred in a month? (Yeah)
You 'bout your funds? (Yeah), Oh, you the one? (Yeah)
Oh, you done made it out, so the haters can't tell you nothing? (Yeah)
I can wake up any day and take a vacay, feel the sun
I done gave the bitch a chance, she been tryna snipe me down for months
Crash and text like Crunch 'n Munch, no Trishy Wishy in my punch
You wishy washy, you came around, I kept my distance ever since
Go get fly and push a load, chase the bag, don't chase these hoes
They gon' fall right in your hands 'cause they be diggin' for the gold
**** glorifying racks, these **** broke the code
**** told my brother, "I'm gettin' back", I feelin' like I'm Doe
Uh, I made it out, they can't put the cameras down
Freaky bitch, she in the club tryna write her number down
Glock came with a button, I'm ready to turn a **** channel down
Can't have poor performance, I'm in the studio tryna perfect the sound
You put it on? (Yeah), You got your gun? (Yeah)
You the type to psych out, spend a hundred in a month? (Yeah)
You 'bout your funds? (Yeah), Oh, you the one? (Yeah)
Oh, you done made it out, so the haters can't tell you nothing? (Yeah)
I can wake up any day and take a vacay, feel the sun
I done gave the bitch a chance, she been tryna snipe me down for months
Crash and text like Crunch 'n Munch, no Trishy Wishy in my punch
You wishy washy, you came around, I kept my distance ever since
Written by: C. Wilson, S. Hosain
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