Hell Yeah Songtext
von SoFaygo & Ken Carson
Hell Yeah Songtext
(Ready, ready)
(Ready, ready)
(Yeah, ayy-ayy-uh, ready)
(Yeah, I′m on sh-, okay, okay)
Yeah (go), I'm on sh- (go)
I was takin′ trips to LA tryna hit (hit)
That money gettin' spent (fah)
I'm on sh- (yeah)
Hoes on me, they think I′m the sh- (sh-, go; whoa, I′m the sh-)
I'ma keep it player, yeah (whoa)
Come through poppin′ sh- off, hell yeah (hell yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)
Over there with them n-, won't catch me there (won′t catch me there, go)
I went and dropped that bag 'cause I don′t care (I don't care), uh
Don't give a fuck about them (yeah)
No, we not livin′ like them
Flex, like I′m at a gym (yeah)
I'm really feelin′ like him (yeah)
I don't got time for nobody (no)
Fashion all on my body (let′s go)
Action, n- outside (yeah)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (slide)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (slide)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (yeah)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (yeah)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (go)
I know it's gon′ be alright (go), uh
I don't believe in the hype (nah, nah)
'Member that money was tight (yeah)
And then that boy money got right (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), I′m on sh- (sh-)
I was takin′ trips to LA tryna hit (hit)
That money gettin' spent (okay, okay, fah)
I′m on sh- (grrah, go)
Hoes on me, they think I'm the sh- (sh-, go; whoa)
I′ma keep it player (buh)
Come through poppin' sh- off, hell yeah (hell yeah-yeah-yeah)
Over there with them n-, won′t catch me there (won't catch me there, no)
I went and dropped that bag 'cause I don′t care (I don′t care, no)
Uh, I went dropped that bag 'cause I don′t give a damn (uh)
Ain't gotta drop that bag ′cause I know my boys go H.A.M. (uh)
I'm in LA fuckin′ a model bitch, tryna catch it on cam (uh)
These n-, they hate because I got all of this and they still sellin' grams (yeah)
And I got a MILF bitch with a Lamb' (ooh)
She wanna f-, I′m like, "Yes, ma′am"
I'm swaggin′ it up, I'm feelin′ like Bam
My Glocky untucked, no, my sh- don't jam
I don′t give a f-, I don't give a damn
If a n- try me, better watch his whole fam
I got demons by me and they ready to blam
I'm just taxin′ these n-, feel like Uncle Sam
In LA every day, like I play for the Rams (yeah, yeah)
I′m on sh- (sh-; go)
I was takin' trips to LA, tryna hit (hit)
That money gettin′ spent (okay, okay; fah)
I'm on sh- (grrah, go)
Hoes on me, they think I′m the sh- (sh-, go; whoa)
I'ma keep it player (buh)
Come through poppin′ sh- off, hell yeah (hell yeah-yeah-yeah)
Over there with them n-, won't catch me there (won't catch me there, no)
I went and dropped that bag ′cause I don′t care (uh-uh-uh, no), uh
Go
(Ready, ready)
(Yeah, ayy-ayy-uh, ready)
(Yeah, I′m on sh-, okay, okay)
Yeah (go), I'm on sh- (go)
I was takin′ trips to LA tryna hit (hit)
That money gettin' spent (fah)
I'm on sh- (yeah)
Hoes on me, they think I′m the sh- (sh-, go; whoa, I′m the sh-)
I'ma keep it player, yeah (whoa)
Come through poppin′ sh- off, hell yeah (hell yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)
Over there with them n-, won't catch me there (won′t catch me there, go)
I went and dropped that bag 'cause I don′t care (I don't care), uh
Don't give a fuck about them (yeah)
No, we not livin′ like them
Flex, like I′m at a gym (yeah)
I'm really feelin′ like him (yeah)
I don't got time for nobody (no)
Fashion all on my body (let′s go)
Action, n- outside (yeah)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (slide)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (slide)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (yeah)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (yeah)
N-, pull up, nigga, slide (go)
I know it's gon′ be alright (go), uh
I don't believe in the hype (nah, nah)
'Member that money was tight (yeah)
And then that boy money got right (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), I′m on sh- (sh-)
I was takin′ trips to LA tryna hit (hit)
That money gettin' spent (okay, okay, fah)
I′m on sh- (grrah, go)
Hoes on me, they think I'm the sh- (sh-, go; whoa)
I′ma keep it player (buh)
Come through poppin' sh- off, hell yeah (hell yeah-yeah-yeah)
Over there with them n-, won′t catch me there (won't catch me there, no)
I went and dropped that bag 'cause I don′t care (I don′t care, no)
Uh, I went dropped that bag 'cause I don′t give a damn (uh)
Ain't gotta drop that bag ′cause I know my boys go H.A.M. (uh)
I'm in LA fuckin′ a model bitch, tryna catch it on cam (uh)
These n-, they hate because I got all of this and they still sellin' grams (yeah)
And I got a MILF bitch with a Lamb' (ooh)
She wanna f-, I′m like, "Yes, ma′am"
I'm swaggin′ it up, I'm feelin′ like Bam
My Glocky untucked, no, my sh- don't jam
I don′t give a f-, I don't give a damn
If a n- try me, better watch his whole fam
I got demons by me and they ready to blam
I'm just taxin′ these n-, feel like Uncle Sam
In LA every day, like I play for the Rams (yeah, yeah)
I′m on sh- (sh-; go)
I was takin' trips to LA, tryna hit (hit)
That money gettin′ spent (okay, okay; fah)
I'm on sh- (grrah, go)
Hoes on me, they think I′m the sh- (sh-, go; whoa)
I'ma keep it player (buh)
Come through poppin′ sh- off, hell yeah (hell yeah-yeah-yeah)
Over there with them n-, won't catch me there (won't catch me there, no)
I went and dropped that bag ′cause I don′t care (uh-uh-uh, no), uh
Go
Writer(s): William Pugh, Bryce Thomas Frizzell, Andre Dontrel Burt Jr., Kenyatta Lee Jr. Frazier, Jamarrius Emondre Hill, Travis Nelson Barker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com