Zeji - Yeep Yeep Lyrics

Nigga finger on the repeat
Middle finger imma show it
On my crotch she gone blow it
All my styles, you dont know it
Devil eyes, inner vision
My focuse is on deck
And im drippng drippng wet
Steady banging on my chest
Look at me now nigga im getting cash now
Woof woof goes doggie wagging tails
Bitches tryna take my shit? nasty
You know thats my fucking clique?
Yeep Yeep
Better now
Cash flow
Faster now
Are you my nigga my nigga
Massive trigger, I'm feeling like nigga
And my Niggas be Niggering their Niggertry
In the back
Taking fliest of our own pictures
The higher the rapper the faster the flow, no mishap
I got a fucking bone to pick for all of my niggas
I got long shlong and she needs a motherfucking breather
*Gasp*
Hold on, I'm me
Zeji,you lost to me
Yeep Yeep you jealous ?
Cash flow it thickens
Yeep Yeep you jealous ?
Cash flow it thickens
I got thought in my head and a message to pass
Why a nigga gotta ask where my talent is at
In your mamma hoe, my dick open mic and she performed
She got standing ovation from the audience, nice job
I got ten fucking fingers can't count this all up
How many times do i gotta blaze up the bud
How many fucking days till i fucking blow up
I don't give a shit cause my musics is banging the club
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
Lemme pause a little bit'close my doors entirely
Like a house with a ghost i can haunt your family
Figgly Diddly this instrumental is killing me
Sing with me melodies that comfort all my feeling entirely
Gotta go fast on these niggas fast rap
You niggas talk shit when you hear me fast rap
New bitch, new clothes, nigga I'm in first class
Chopper on a chopper, I don't miss get fucked up
Winning with my bros when you see me don't hate me
Blaze in my system, finger on the trigger don't test me
Click clack in the back, tick tock time is up
Click click bow nigga vanish in a flash
Yeep Yeep
Nigga running back hes on repeat
Hold on, I'm me, you lost, to me
Yeep Yeep
You cant see me super dark skin
Nigga finger on the repeat
Middle finger imma show it
On my crotch she gone blow it
All my styles, you don't know it
Devil eyes, inner vision
My focus is on deck
And I'm dripping dripping wet
Steady banging on my chest
Steady banging, make a mess
Steady walking we the blessed
Wheres my mind to the next
We fucking it up the best
Zoooted out my mind
The boof is on blaze yeah
When i cross you mind
The devils at rest
I can give you hell
Better than anybody else
I can show you this bliss
Just if you take off you mask
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?

Nigga finger on the repeat
Middle finger imma show it
On my crotch she gone blow it
All my styles, you dont know it
Devil eyes, inner vision
My focuse is on deck
And im drippng drippng wet
Steady banging on my chest
Look at me now nigga im getting cash now
Woof woof goes doggie wagging tails
Bitches tryna take my shit? nasty
You know thats my fucking clique?
Yeep Yeep
Better now
Cash flow
Faster now
Are you my nigga my nigga
Massive trigger, I'm feeling like nigga
And my Niggas be Niggering their Niggertry
In the back
Taking fliest of our own pictures
The higher the rapper the faster the flow, no mishap
I got a fucking bone to pick for all of my niggas
I got long shlong and she needs a motherfucking breather
*Gasp*
Hold on, I'm me
Zeji,you lost to me
Yeep Yeep you jealous ?
Cash flow it thickens
Yeep Yeep you jealous ?
Cash flow it thickens
I got thought in my head and a message to pass
Why a nigga gotta ask where my talent is at
In your mamma hoe, my dick open mic and she performed
She got standing ovation from the audience, nice job
I got ten fucking fingers can't count this all up
How many times do i gotta blaze up the bud
How many fucking days till i fucking blow up
I don't give a shit cause my musics is banging the club
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
I ain't gotta show off, I ain't gotta
Lemme pause a little bit'close my doors entirely
Like a house with a ghost i can haunt your family
Figgly Diddly this instrumental is killing me
Sing with me melodies that comfort all my feeling entirely
Gotta go fast on these niggas fast rap
You niggas talk shit when you hear me fast rap
New bitch, new clothes, nigga I'm in first class
Chopper on a chopper, I don't miss get fucked up
Winning with my bros when you see me don't hate me
Blaze in my system, finger on the trigger don't test me
Click clack in the back, tick tock time is up
Click click bow nigga vanish in a flash
Yeep Yeep
Nigga running back hes on repeat
Hold on, I'm me, you lost, to me
Yeep Yeep
You cant see me super dark skin
Nigga finger on the repeat
Middle finger imma show it
On my crotch she gone blow it
All my styles, you don't know it
Devil eyes, inner vision
My focus is on deck
And I'm dripping dripping wet
Steady banging on my chest
Steady banging, make a mess
Steady walking we the blessed
Wheres my mind to the next
We fucking it up the best
Zoooted out my mind
The boof is on blaze yeah
When i cross you mind
The devils at rest
I can give you hell
Better than anybody else
I can show you this bliss
Just if you take off you mask
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?
Yeep Yeep, nigga what?