Yes Indeed

Album: Harder Than Ever (2018)
Charted: 46 6
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  • Yeah
    Wheezy out of here

    The dash, a digi', the schedule busy
    My head in a hoodie, my shorty a goodie
    My cousins are crazy, my cousins like Boogie
    Life is amazin', it is what it should be
    Been here for ten but I feel like a rookie
    I tell her, "Look up," 'cause it's snowin' in Tootsie's
    Booked for three years, man you can't even book me
    It's me and Lil Baby, this shit goin' crazy
    Wheezy produced it and Weezy F. made me
    And she held it down, so she got a Mercedes
    Young Money Records, the Army, the Navy
    They ran me ten thousand, I threw it like Brady
    The foreign is yellow like Tracee and K.D
    I trusted my niggas, they never betrayed me
    Met all these niggas, they sweeter than Sadie
    When I started out, I just took what they gave me
    Did all the favors, they never repaid me
    It worked in my favor, 'cause nobody saved me

    Brand new whip got no keys
    Tailor my clothes, no starch please
    Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave
    Got M's in the bank, like, "Yes, indeed"

    Cartier glasses, I won't even peek at you
    Yellow Ferrari like Pikachu
    I got 'em waitin' and watchin' what he gon' do
    Tryna peep what I do, tryna steal my moves
    $2,500 for a new pair of tennis shoes
    The same price, I could make them youngin's come and finish you
    Lawyer been chargin', he a Jew, he like his voodoo
    Real dope boy, hundred thousand in Evisu
    Presidential tints slide by, we don't see you
    I been gettin' money, I ain't worried 'bout what he do
    I'm gettin' money like I'm from the '80s
    Me and Drake 'bout to drop man, this shit gon' go crazy
    They know I'm the truth, comin' straight from the basement
    I'm straight as the street, man I come from the pavement
    A million, all hundreds, it make em 'go crazy
    Wah-wah-wah, bitch I'm Lil Baby

    Brand new whip got no keys
    Tailor my clothes, no starch please
    Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave
    Got M's in the bank, like, "Yes, indeed"
    Me and my dawgs goin' all the way
    When you livin' like this, they supposed to hate
    Brand new whip got no keys
    Tailor my clothes, no starch please
    Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave
    Got M's in the bank, like, "Yes, indeed"
    Me and my dawgs going all the way
    When you livin' like this, they supposed to hate

    Wheezy out of here Writer/s: Aubrey Drake Graham, Dominique Jones, Wesley Tyler Glass
    Publisher: Payday Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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