Yale by Kevfromdanew Lyrics
(verse 1)
I got the pack in by the bail
Boy ain’t no lackin catch a shell
I rather be slacking then in jail
My niggas is trappin off a cell
Counting that back in smoke L
Breakin ha back in she won’t tell
Dese niggas is funny Dave chapelle
I’m gettin the money they cud tell
I ain’t no dummy brought a scale
I know these niggas wishing that a fell
I’m in the kitchen whipping up a
Nah free my niggas got em in the cell aye
I jus hit my nigga n he doin well
Leave my niggas aye I know my niggas get it thru da mail geeked up n cudda went to yale 3 cups had me leanin almost fell sleep up rollin gas I know u smell tea d cups got ha titties lookin swell
Speed up 12 is comin then a bail aye meet the plug at the citgo re up want a feature then u puttin a g up we upm I’m drippin from da feet up ask keisha I cud trap right off a beeper get the work n the pack gettin beat up mi amor that’s my mamacita can’t get ha less u swiping a visa last state that I hit we was lit
Cougar bitch n she think ima jit
Suck me up n she spit on the tip
Had to tell ha that I’m really da shit
Coughs ( Inhales Smoke)
(Verse 2)
I beat up the Pac-Man then I’m ghost
These niggas be chattin do the most
I might do da hellcat I won’t bost
Im gettin some mail back n it’s close
I go meet the plug his name is
His name is Pablo get it by da load
I’m reppin da new it ain’t know gettin old
Bro what did you do u sellin ya soul
2 lanes I be switchin inda rov
Too high life be glitchin onda road
Dubai need a trip think ima go
Too fly I be drippin n I know
25 what I need jus for a show
Dat nigga different snitchin like po
I got these bitches fuck to in a row
They can’t be my mistress bitch u gotta go
I got the pack in by the bail
Boy ain’t no lackin catch a shell
I rather be slacking then in jail
My niggas is trappin off a cell
Counting that back in smoke L
Breakin ha back in she won’t tell
Dese niggas is funny Dave chapelle
I’m gettin the money they cud tell
I ain’t no dummy brought a scale
I know these niggas wishing that a fell
I’m in the kitchen whipping up a
Nah free my niggas got em in the cell aye
I jus hit my nigga n he doin well
Leave my niggas aye I know my niggas get it thru da mail geeked up n cudda went to yale 3 cups had me leanin almost fell sleep up rollin gas I know u smell tea d cups got ha titties lookin swell
Speed up 12 is comin then a bail aye meet the plug at the citgo re up want a feature then u puttin a g up we upm I’m drippin from da feet up ask keisha I cud trap right off a beeper get the work n the pack gettin beat up mi amor that’s my mamacita can’t get ha less u swiping a visa last state that I hit we was lit
Cougar bitch n she think ima jit
Suck me up n she spit on the tip
Had to tell ha that I’m really da shit
Coughs ( Inhales Smoke)
(Verse 2)
I beat up the Pac-Man then I’m ghost
These niggas be chattin do the most
I might do da hellcat I won’t bost
Im gettin some mail back n it’s close
I go meet the plug his name is
His name is Pablo get it by da load
I’m reppin da new it ain’t know gettin old
Bro what did you do u sellin ya soul
2 lanes I be switchin inda rov
Too high life be glitchin onda road
Dubai need a trip think ima go
Too fly I be drippin n I know
25 what I need jus for a show
Dat nigga different snitchin like po
I got these bitches fuck to in a row
They can’t be my mistress bitch u gotta go