Yeh Wut by TEDDIE Lyrics
Yo, lemme get that real quick
Pass that, lemme light it
Yeah, It's one of them nights, you know?
Yeah, wut, I’m running I’m running away
Yeah, wut, father I made a mistake
Yeah, wut, stressing I’m stressing away
Yeah, wut, I’m tossing and turning awake
Yeah, wut, 90 down sugarloaf run the light hitting no brakes
Yeah, wut, whipping it solo I light up J to the face
Yeah, wut, run up on a Hellcat I’m revving I’m looking to race
Yeah, wut, father forgive me I’m making a lot of mistakes
Running a little bit late, creasing the J’s
Just one of them days, when nothing goes straight
Karma’s a bitch when life usually going your way
Another face from the A tryna get paid
Making a wave
Tryna ride it all the way to the bank
Yeah, wut
I need the dinero the cake
Direct deposit not enough for my taste
I hear the trap calling my name
Dodging the beef like a vegan avoiding the steak
No one licking off my plate
All of my day 1’s have ate
Ain’t fucking with love that be fake
Yeah, wut, I’m running I’m running away
Yeah, wut, father I made a mistake
Yeah, wut, stressing I’m stressing away
Yeah, wut, I’m tossing and turning awake
Yeah, wut, 90 down sugarloaf run the light hitting no brakes
Yeah, wut, whipping it solo I light up J to the face
Yeah, wut, run up on a Hellcat I’m revving I’m looking to race
Yeah, wut, father forgive me I’m making a lot of mistakes
Quarter pound of the dank
Trap it down to the shake
Whip it in the kitchen filling up the tank with oil for the vape
Money’s what I make
Art is for the fame
Tryna get a lot faces looking at the vault inside my bank
Yeah, wut, I’m running I’m running away
Yeah, wut, father I made a mistake
Yeah, wut, stressing I’m stressing away
Yeah, wut, I’m tossing and turning awake
Yeah, wut, 90 down sugarloaf run the light hitting no brakes
Yeah, wut, whipping it solo I light up J to the face
Yeah, wut, run up on a Hellcat I’m revving I’m looking to race
Yeah, wut, father forgive me I’m making a lot of mistakes
Pass that, lemme light it
Yeah, It's one of them nights, you know?
Yeah, wut, I’m running I’m running away
Yeah, wut, father I made a mistake
Yeah, wut, stressing I’m stressing away
Yeah, wut, I’m tossing and turning awake
Yeah, wut, 90 down sugarloaf run the light hitting no brakes
Yeah, wut, whipping it solo I light up J to the face
Yeah, wut, run up on a Hellcat I’m revving I’m looking to race
Yeah, wut, father forgive me I’m making a lot of mistakes
Running a little bit late, creasing the J’s
Just one of them days, when nothing goes straight
Karma’s a bitch when life usually going your way
Another face from the A tryna get paid
Making a wave
Tryna ride it all the way to the bank
Yeah, wut
I need the dinero the cake
Direct deposit not enough for my taste
I hear the trap calling my name
Dodging the beef like a vegan avoiding the steak
No one licking off my plate
All of my day 1’s have ate
Ain’t fucking with love that be fake
Yeah, wut, I’m running I’m running away
Yeah, wut, father I made a mistake
Yeah, wut, stressing I’m stressing away
Yeah, wut, I’m tossing and turning awake
Yeah, wut, 90 down sugarloaf run the light hitting no brakes
Yeah, wut, whipping it solo I light up J to the face
Yeah, wut, run up on a Hellcat I’m revving I’m looking to race
Yeah, wut, father forgive me I’m making a lot of mistakes
Quarter pound of the dank
Trap it down to the shake
Whip it in the kitchen filling up the tank with oil for the vape
Money’s what I make
Art is for the fame
Tryna get a lot faces looking at the vault inside my bank
Yeah, wut, I’m running I’m running away
Yeah, wut, father I made a mistake
Yeah, wut, stressing I’m stressing away
Yeah, wut, I’m tossing and turning awake
Yeah, wut, 90 down sugarloaf run the light hitting no brakes
Yeah, wut, whipping it solo I light up J to the face
Yeah, wut, run up on a Hellcat I’m revving I’m looking to race
Yeah, wut, father forgive me I’m making a lot of mistakes