Yeat - HeliMAn Lyrics

(Yeah)
(Woo) Huh, you outside, don't get rolled up
Yeah, we on the side (side)
Yeah, you was outside, yeah, you was outside all again (phew)
I got the front door locked, (woo) uh, you ain't comin' in, hey
Bag after bag, on the week (yeah)
Bag after bag, I can't sleep (bag after bag)
Yeah, real geek man, I'm a geek (yeah), huh-uh (eh)
Yeah, huh, stop sayin' all that you live, huh, stop sayin' you so real, uh
Stop sayin' you get money, yeah (whoa), you ain't never see no deal, uh
You say you kill everybody (shh), you ain't never see no kill, huh
I like bein' on private jets, 'cause I don't even like feelin' real
And we send 'em sideways, and we send 'em sideways
And we send 'em goin' out the front door on holidays
Yeah, we get you f*cked up, on curbs on the line way
Yeah, we get you f*cked up, get bent like an archway (hey)
Bitch, I'm on the beach again, got two M's I'm like eats again (hey)
I been on these flights again, they might as well call me "Heliman" (woo, woo)
They say how I do that? I told that bitch, "I say ain't elegant"
They say I do it different? Yeah, I got too rich, I'm like, "Yeah, man"

They ain't never see my side, huh, you ain't never see my side (what?)
You ain't never see my shooter (hold up), huh, you ain't never see my view, huh
I pull up two by two (ayy), I pull up two by two (ayy)
I ain't even need no reason, I'm gon' pull out lil' dude (ayy)
They say they wanna chop it like us, yeah, they not no head, man (chop)
You're gonna get X'd out on the cross, yeah, not no red (cross)
Side by side, side, we got big trucks and big guns (err)
They ask where I came from, I'm the holy one
Put it on the sun, put it on the moon, yeah
Tell me what the f*ck you do before you gonna do it
Tell me how the f*ck I look before you ever suit it
I forgot this money on me, I don't ever pursue it

(Yeah)
(Woo) huh, you outside, don't get rolled up
Yeah, we on the side (side)
Yeah, you was outside, yeah, you was outside all again (phew)
I got the front door locked, (woo) uh, you ain't comin' in, hey
Bag after bag, on the week (yeah)
Bag after bag, I can't sleep (bag after bag)
Yeah, real geek man, I'm a geek (yeah), huh (Eh)
Yeah, huh, stop sayin' all that you live, huh, stop sayin' you so real, uh
Stop sayin' you get money, yeah (whoa), you ain't never see no deal, uh
You say you kill everybody (shh), you ain't never see no kill, huh
I like bein' on private jets, 'cause I don't even like feelin' real
And we send 'em sideways, and we send 'em sideways
And we send 'em goin' out the front door on holidays
Yeah, we get you f*cked up on curbs on the line way
Yeah, we get you f*cked up, get bent like an archway (hey)
Bitch, I'm on the beach again, got two M's I'm like eats again (hey)
I been on these flights again, they might as well call me "Heliman" (woo, woo)
They say how I do that? I told that bitch, "I say ain't elegant"
They say I do it different? Yeah, I got too rich, I'm like, "Yeah, man"

They ain't never see my side, huh, you ain't never see my side (what?)
You ain't never see my shooter (Hold up), huh, you ain't never see my view, huh
I pull up two by two (ayy), I pull up two by two (ayy)
I ain't even need no reason, I'm gon' pull out lil' dude (ayy)
(Chop)
(Cross)
(Err)