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Kyle - Yes! Lyrics



Kyle - Yes! Lyrics
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[ Featuring K Camp, Rich The Kid ]

(Let's get it)

Yes (yes)
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the best (shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo, yes

I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (on my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (woo, woo, woo)
(Let's get it, woo)

Yes (yes)
I keep racks on me, no, I ain't stressed (no, I ain't stressed)
A hunnid for a show, don't do no less (hunnid, less)
Pull up on the jet, now she impressed (woo, woo, woo, Rich)

Damn, yeah
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the man
Yeah, she callin' me like she ain't got no friends (no friends)
Yo, they sleep on me, they ought to name me Xans
Skrrt, skrrt (wake up, nigga), yeah

Damn (damn)
Yesterday, the Bentley truck, today, the Lamb' (today, the Lamb')
I done f*ck to block a bitch like she was spam (like she was spam, woo, woo)
I done took my bitch to Bali for a tan (woo, woo, woo)
Bitch, I'm rich, I'm walkin' 'round with lot of cash

Get money all day
Even on my off day
Yo' girl in good hands
My crib like All State
Them boys on child's play
I'm who you call, bae
Came to get lit, ho
Treat Monday like a Friday

Yes (yes)
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the best (shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo, yes

I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (on my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (woo, woo, woo)
(Let's get it)

My money blue (blue)
No cappin' in my rappin', this shit true (this shit true)
You hatin' on a nigga, that ain't cool (that ain't cool)
The way I hit it from the back, I make that bitch say, "Ooh" (ooh, ooh)
(Let's get it) Damn

I'm so entertainin'
Your bitch wanna date me
Got so many hoes, I'm surprised I don't have a baby
Shawty think I'm wavy
I'm like f*ck you, pay me
If we talkin' racks, you know I get that on the daily (racks)
They be talkin' crazy (woo)
Niggas think they Jay-Z (woo)
Swear they bitch Beyoncé but she look like my auntie (sorry)
Why these niggas cappin'?
I don't know, that shit beyond me
All that f*ckin' jewelry on, it ain't hard to find me

Yes (yes)
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the best (shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo, yes

I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (on my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (big drip)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess
(Let's get it) (woo)

Look, down, down, baby
Oh, she goin' crazy
Sweet, sweet baby
Damn, she never let me go

Down, down, baby
Oh, these bitches shady
Boom, boom, baby
You just like every ho
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(Let's get it)

Yes (yes)
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the best (shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo, yes

I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (on my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (woo, woo, woo)
(Let's get it, woo)

Yes (yes)
I keep racks on me, no, I ain't stressed (no, I ain't stressed)
A hunnid for a show, don't do no less (hunnid, less)
Pull up on the jet, now she impressed (woo, woo, woo, Rich)

Damn, yeah
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the man
Yeah, she callin' me like she ain't got no friends (no friends)
Yo, they sleep on me, they ought to name me Xans
Skrrt, skrrt (wake up, nigga), yeah

Damn (damn)
Yesterday, the Bentley truck, today, the Lamb' (today, the Lamb')
I done f*ck to block a bitch like she was spam (like she was spam, woo, woo)
I done took my bitch to Bali for a tan (woo, woo, woo)
Bitch, I'm rich, I'm walkin' 'round with lot of cash

Get money all day
Even on my off day
Yo' girl in good hands
My crib like All State
Them boys on child's play
I'm who you call, bae
Came to get lit, ho
Treat Monday like a Friday

Yes (yes)
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the best (shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo, yes

I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (on my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (woo, woo, woo)
(Let's get it)

My money blue (blue)
No cappin' in my rappin', this shit true (this shit true)
You hatin' on a nigga, that ain't cool (that ain't cool)
The way I hit it from the back, I make that bitch say, "Ooh" (ooh, ooh)
(Let's get it) Damn

I'm so entertainin'
Your bitch wanna date me
Got so many hoes, I'm surprised I don't have a baby
Shawty think I'm wavy
I'm like f*ck you, pay me
If we talkin' racks, you know I get that on the daily (racks)
They be talkin' crazy (woo)
Niggas think they Jay-Z (woo)
Swear they bitch Beyoncé but she look like my auntie (sorry)
Why these niggas cappin'?
I don't know, that shit beyond me
All that f*ckin' jewelry on, it ain't hard to find me

Yes (yes)
Shawty know she f*ckin' with the best (shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref
Leggo, yes

I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (on my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (big drip)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess
(Let's get it) (woo)

Look, down, down, baby
Oh, she goin' crazy
Sweet, sweet baby
Damn, she never let me go

Down, down, baby
Oh, these bitches shady
Boom, boom, baby
You just like every ho
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Writer: Aaron Vigil, Dimitri Roger, James Writer, Jonathan Pierce, Joshua Portillo, Krisopher Campbell, Kyle Harvey
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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