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letra de tore it apart - yeat

[intro: yeat]
(t99)
woah, woah, woah, woah
woah, woah (yeah), woah, woah (let’s go)
woah (sauced it), woah, woah, woah
woah, woah (yeah), woah, woah

[chorus: yeat]
she like molly, she like molly (woah)
yeah, she like oxy (woah)
yeah, i go r-t-rded (woah)
yeah, every time i finished what i started (woah, yeah, yeah)
no, you can’t have these drugs, i seen you falling
[post-chorus: yeat]
copped the rolls royce, the car (woo, yeah)
i just tore this b-tch apart (woah, woah)
yeah, new b-tch i recruited, b-tch the baddest (woah, woah)
yeah, got this b-tch, she straight from the beauty pageant (woah, woah)
yeah, diamonds on me flawless, vs dancin’ (woah, woah)
b-tch gon’ come and suck on d-ck then dance on ’em (woah, woah)
yeah, i live in your b-tch head like some dandruff (woah, woah)
yeah, i came out the heat, came out the salsa (woah, woah)

[verse 1: yeat]
yeah, keep it all on me (phew)
you thought you won your girl, she pull up and suck me up, my meat
yeah, every time we take this x, she wanna have s-x with me
seen that kid turn to vegetable, he celery now
they said, “yeat, he really that kid, he just be selling arenas out now” (let’s go)
he was too and it times two, and it strikes you all out
i don’t even take bread for me to pop out
this not wwe but i seen him tap out
oh my god, bring the racks out
oh my god, my sh-t too hot, it bring the trash out
took the third test, why’d i do it? i’m already maxed out
i been high for five days, i’ma crash out

[verse 2: septembersrich & yeat]
we just took some molly (yeah)
and it’s twenty bad b-tches in the lobby (in the lobby)
then i went up to the room and got some necky (b-tch f-ck all of us)
then i left that ho to hit chanelly (chanelly)
becky (becky), seen him sippin’ fake wock’, i seen him stretch it
b-tch come through, she stretchin’ (brr)
f-cked inside the coupe, yeah, we left it messy
left hand, one hand, odell
slapped this b-tches ass until it’s redder than some rotel
when i’m off this oxy and this mud, i turn into snail
b-tch, i’m in that demon ‘cat, you know i’m headed straight to h-ll (swerve)
when that b-tch on molly, the head come straight from yale

- yeat

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