Nerd1k - Yea Yea Lyrics

Yea yea, Yea yea, Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
I'm the fucking band man
Yea yea
I just did my damn dance
Yea yea
My boy bring that choppa out
On ya boy
Yea yea
Please don't try to fuck around
You gon' be a dead man
I just made my bitch do a god damn handstand
And this money tall as can be
It's like ten ten
I just hope that I don't take no test
I'm gon' fail it
I just hope that I can find some Tech
Can you mail it?
Can you send the pills in a box when it drop?
I ran up two mil in my room off a drop
I don't like nobody
I don't like to talk
Come through shooting at everybody
We gon' clear the block
Had to cut some people off
I knew niggas was flaw
Had to cut that bitch off
I ain't even stealing his song
Must be ranch, niggas be stealing my swag, stealing my sauce
Speaking of swag, just might get some Chromeheart out the mall
Look at these racks
Playing around with the money like I ball
Fucking a slut
Had to tell her thank you, using her jaw
We got the ma'fucking beams on the guns lil niggas connecting the dots
I gotta watch for the ma'fucking fiends I know that the block is hot
I told her come to the back of the pent she taking her panties off
Yea yea
Don't care what I got, as long as I'm getting it off nigga
Yea yea
AMG on my damn exhaust nigga
Yea yea
Yea yea
I'm the, yea yea
I'm the fucking band man
Yea yea
I just did my damn dance
Yea yea
My boy bring that choppa out
On ya boy
Yea yea
Please don't try to fuck around
You gon' be a dead man
I just made my bitch do a god damn handstand
And this money tall as can be
It's like ten ten
I just hope that I don't take no test
I'm gon' fail it
I just hope that I can find some Tech
Can you mail it?
Can you send the pills in a box when it drops?
I ran up two mil in my room off a drop
I don't like nobody
I don't like to talk
Come through shooting at everybody
We gon' clear the block

Yea yea, Yea yea, Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
I'm the fucking band man
Yea yea
I just did my damn dance
Yea yea
My boy bring that choppa out
On ya boy
Yea yea
Please don't try to fuck around
You gon' be a dead man
I just made my bitch do a god damn handstand
And this money tall as can be
It's like ten ten
I just hope that I don't take no test
I'm gon' fail it
I just hope that I can find some Tech
Can you mail it?
Can you send the pills in a box when it drop?
I ran up two mil in my room off a drop
I don't like nobody
I don't like to talk
Come through shooting at everybody
We gon' clear the block
Had to cut some people off
I knew niggas was flaw
Had to cut that bitch off
I ain't even stealing his song
Must be ranch, niggas be stealing my swag, stealing my sauce
Speaking of swag, just might get some Chromeheart out the mall
Look at these racks
Playing around with the money like I ball
Fucking a slut
Had to tell her thank you, using her jaw
We got the ma'fucking beams on the guns lil niggas connecting the dots
I gotta watch for the ma'fucking fiends I know that the block is hot
I told her come to the back of the pent she taking her panties off
Yea yea
Don't care what I got, as long as I'm getting it off nigga
Yea yea
AMG on my damn exhaust nigga
Yea yea
Yea yea
I'm the, yea yea
I'm the fucking band man
Yea yea
I just did my damn dance
Yea yea
My boy bring that choppa out
On ya boy
Yea yea
Please don't try to fuck around
You gon' be a dead man
I just made my bitch do a god damn handstand
And this money tall as can be
It's like ten ten
I just hope that I don't take no test
I'm gon' fail it
I just hope that I can find some Tech
Can you mail it?
Can you send the pills in a box when it drops?
I ran up two mil in my room off a drop
I don't like nobody
I don't like to talk
Come through shooting at everybody
We gon' clear the block