ClassicCrazy, Us3rn4mee - YELLOW HEARTS Lyrics

She put my name in some yellow hearts
And I know that I can't change it
Fuckin' with the realest
Yeah, we going back to the basics
Going back to basics, old school type shit
She's dancing and prancing
She wanna get lit
She is pulling the stick
She wanna go fast
Skip the gas
Turbo limp truck on her
Now I'm busting on her ass
Man, I think we finna crash
Bumpin the bass
Getting the cash
Drifting the car we going fast
Now she acts like she is going crazy
She is talking
She talking like she wants a baby
Fuck that
Too young, I got a life to live
Chilling with the boys shooting and getting them kills on COD
We young we don't gotta pay no bills
What you gonna do in life if you got zero skills
Hanging around your mom's house every second goes by
When we all make it stand tall, we going high
We going high
We going high, so high
I know we're gonna make it me and my boys
We keep it tight
We work hard all day and night
Singing and rapping, and making it all
We're gonna make it out without making no call
We know that we are making it out
Trust me
We're gonna make it out
I know what it feels like to have a lot of doubt
Knowing that every time you try, you get a fault
But I know if this girl don't look at me, she finna put
She put my name in some yellow hearts
And I know that I can't change it
Fuckin with the realest
Yeah, we going back to the basics
Going back to basics, old school type shit
She's dancing and prancing
She wanna get lit
Uh, she wanna get lit
Stand by me
We gon have to pull out two bricks
Uh, running on a pill
Uh, your girl I think she wanna click
I can't even stall
I can't walk
Took two pills
Yo, I never feel so motherfuckin' lit
Uh, made a chick get a check
Fuck just copped a Vette
Why you running bets
Get off my set
Runnin a deck
All these dubs you lack
I can't run that shit cuz
You know all these bitches
They be acting mad
Why they mad?
Probably bad
I know that I gotta make a bag
I just gotta map my way to get to my rack
Get my rack and give some back
Cuz you know that these bitches they gon wanna
Put my name in some yellow hearts
And I know that I can't change it
Fuckin with the realest
Yeah, we going back to the basics
Going back to basics, old school type shit
She's dancing and prancing
She wanna get lit
She put my name in some yellow hearts
But I could not care less now
She left me for that bitch over there
Like what you thinking
That's okay
I'm driving fast
Hitting the gas
Praying to god
Hoping I do not crash
Long as I get far away
I think Ima be okay
I think Ima see the light of another day
Like why do you care bout me
Sending me all these yellow hearts
For my fucking birthday
Throw them things away
Every single time I see you
I want to run away

She put my name in some yellow hearts
And I know that I can't change it
Fuckin' with the realest
Yeah, we going back to the basics
Going back to basics, old school type shit
She's dancing and prancing
She wanna get lit
She is pulling the stick
She wanna go fast
Skip the gas
Turbo limp truck on her
Now I'm busting on her ass
Man, I think we finna crash
Bumpin the bass
Getting the cash
Drifting the car we going fast
Now she acts like she is going crazy
She is talking
She talking like she wants a baby
Fuck that
Too young, I got a life to live
Chilling with the boys shooting and getting them kills on COD
We young we don't gotta pay no bills
What you gonna do in life if you got zero skills
Hanging around your mom's house every second goes by
When we all make it stand tall, we going high
We going high
We going high, so high
I know we're gonna make it me and my boys
We keep it tight
We work hard all day and night
Singing and rapping, and making it all
We're gonna make it out without making no call
We know that we are making it out
Trust me
We're gonna make it out
I know what it feels like to have a lot of doubt
Knowing that every time you try, you get a fault
But I know if this girl don't look at me, she finna put
She put my name in some yellow hearts
And I know that I can't change it
Fuckin with the realest
Yeah, we going back to the basics
Going back to basics, old school type shit
She's dancing and prancing
She wanna get lit
Uh, she wanna get lit
Stand by me
We gon have to pull out two bricks
Uh, running on a pill
Uh, your girl I think she wanna click
I can't even stall
I can't walk
Took two pills
Yo, I never feel so motherfuckin' lit
Uh, made a chick get a check
Fuck just copped a Vette
Why you running bets
Get off my set
Runnin a deck
All these dubs you lack
I can't run that shit cuz
You know all these bitches
They be acting mad
Why they mad?
Probably bad
I know that I gotta make a bag
I just gotta map my way to get to my rack
Get my rack and give some back
Cuz you know that these bitches they gon wanna
Put my name in some yellow hearts
And I know that I can't change it
Fuckin with the realest
Yeah, we going back to the basics
Going back to basics, old school type shit
She's dancing and prancing
She wanna get lit
She put my name in some yellow hearts
But I could not care less now
She left me for that bitch over there
Like what you thinking
That's okay
I'm driving fast
Hitting the gas
Praying to god
Hoping I do not crash
Long as I get far away
I think Ima be okay
I think Ima see the light of another day
Like why do you care bout me
Sending me all these yellow hearts
For my fucking birthday
Throw them things away
Every single time I see you
I want to run away