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letra de actin üp - yeat

[intro]
just left ny, i was in soho, called up my plug out there, gotta go (go)
just told my driver that we gotta go hit helmut lang (skrr), yeah before i go
it’s only one shop, in the us, and i know they new sh-ts is gone (gone)
fans done told me “yeat, do you see what they doin’, they stealin’ your swag for fun”
i just told them , none of that sh-t gon’ matter, they know that i’m the one (the one)
yeah, i get to this bread, i get to racks, i get croissants
i don’t even gotta go split these racks with my twin no more, cause we on
i swеar to god like b-tch…

[chorus]
(y’all make me act up)
ayе, brought my bag up, yeah b-tch
why you make me act up? (up)
they wanna steal my swag, cause it’s pressure (let’s go)
trust me, sh-t didn’t go our way
yeah, gotta go up the top, i’m supposed to be great (up, up)
i gotta take a break from the pills, okay (okay)
i gotta go get bands all day, all ways
[verse]
i’m adding up too much, i know
yeah, yeah, i know i got a thousand hoes
yeah, yeah, i know i got a thousand flows
don’t play with me, yeah i know where all your money go
don’t come at me on some stupid sh-t, i’ll cut your throat
(i just came in with a band and i doubled it)
(i put that rick on the back and she lovin’ it) (go)
diamonds and wock, cause i need some, triple it
deuce in my cup, and i doubled it
i used to watch and then learn how to make some bands, then did it and doubled it

[verse]
just left ny, i was in soho, called up my plug out there, gotta go (go)
just told my driver that we gotta go hit helmut lang (skrr), yeah before i go
it’s only one shop, in the us, and i know they new sh-ts is gone (gone)
fans done told me “yeat, do you see what they doin’, they stealin’ your swag for fun”
i just told them , none of that sh-t gon’ matter, they know that i’m the one (the one)
yeah, i get to this bread, i get to racks, i get croissants
i don’t even gotta go split these racks with my twin no more, cause we on
i swear to god like b-tch…
(y’all make me act up) (go)

[chorus]
(y’all make me act up)
aye, brought my bag up, yeah b-tch
why you make me act up? (up)
they wanna steal my swag, cause it’s pressure (let’s go)
trust me, sh-t didn’t go our way
yeah, gotta go up the top, i’m supposed to be great (up, up)
i gotta take a break from the pills, okay (okay)
i gotta go get bands all day, all ways

- yeat

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