Yatted Up (Freestyle)
Lyrics
Uh, Tat my whole body I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
Rappers looking at me like they give a fuck
(Yeah me and Will Metty, right here)
(Stayed up all night, making this shit)
(Its currently 11:02 A.M)
(No sleep, not needed, Bangers Only)
Uh, Tat my whole body I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
Rappers looking at me like they give a fuck
I been on my own, shit (What?)
I don't think that you should really go alone (Nah)
When I pull up on the scene
She know it's me by my cologne (Uh, Yeah)
Tell me why I got her best-friend in my Phone (What?)
Trynna get some grease, bitch (Hah)
Fuck around and see me with a scene, bitch (yeah)
See you pull up in the spot and Know I'm clean, bitch (HAH)
Ooh that girl hoe, she with the team, bitch (UH)
Now I got your girlfriend rolling weed, bitch
Fuck around and get ghost
This is all that I know
Fuck around with your hoe
I ain't know that was your main bitch
When I picked her up at the show
Chuckie pop yah mans (Bow)
EERIE off them Xans
Listen you a fan
Chop the beat like Jackie Chan (Chop it)
Fuck it, run them bands up (What)
Fuck it, run them bands up (Yeah)
But you know that I got
Rubber bands all up in my pocket
Say you hard, but it's not it
My boys goin' to ball like the Rockets (Swish)
I'm not here for talking
So all these birds, they go flocking
And on the beat they goin' chalk it
Cause' I be murdering often, yeah, hah (Bow, Bow, Bow)
Tat my whole body I don't give a fuck (Nah, Nah)
Rappers lookin' at me Like they give a fuck
I been on my own
I don't think that you should really go alone
When I pull up on the scene
She know it's me by cologne
Tell me why I got her best-friend in my phone
Uh, Tat my whole body I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
Rappers looking at me like they give a fuck
(Yeah me and Will Metty, right here)
(Stayed up all night, making this shit)
(Its currently 11:02 A.M)
(No sleep, not needed, Bangers Only)
Uh, Tat my whole body I don't give a fuck (I don't give a fuck)
Rappers looking at me like they give a fuck
I been on my own, shit (What?)
I don't think that you should really go alone (Nah)
When I pull up on the scene
She know it's me by my cologne (Uh, Yeah)
Tell me why I got her best-friend in my Phone (What?)
Trynna get some grease, bitch (Hah)
Fuck around and see me with a scene, bitch (yeah)
See you pull up in the spot and Know I'm clean, bitch (HAH)
Ooh that girl hoe, she with the team, bitch (UH)
Now I got your girlfriend rolling weed, bitch
Fuck around and get ghost
This is all that I know
Fuck around with your hoe
I ain't know that was your main bitch
When I picked her up at the show
Chuckie pop yah mans (Bow)
EERIE off them Xans
Listen you a fan
Chop the beat like Jackie Chan (Chop it)
Fuck it, run them bands up (What)
Fuck it, run them bands up (Yeah)
But you know that I got
Rubber bands all up in my pocket
Say you hard, but it's not it
My boys goin' to ball like the Rockets (Swish)
I'm not here for talking
So all these birds, they go flocking
And on the beat they goin' chalk it
Cause' I be murdering often, yeah, hah (Bow, Bow, Bow)
Tat my whole body I don't give a fuck (Nah, Nah)
Rappers lookin' at me Like they give a fuck
I been on my own
I don't think that you should really go alone
When I pull up on the scene
She know it's me by cologne
Tell me why I got her best-friend in my phone
Writer(s): William Metts
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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