All I See

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Yeat - Electronic, Rap

All I See

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[Chorus] (Yeah) Bitch, I ain't sleep in days I ​ain't got a break, yeah, I don't take no breaks (Yeah, yeah, yeah-ah) Pushing two hundred in that Jeeper creepers and I ain't hit the brakes (Yeah, brakes) If you wanna live like this, you gotta be flawless, no mistakes (Skrrt, yeah) Used to eat them noodles in the basement, now it's steak (Phew) Yeah, I be so high, I be forgettin' what's at stake (Yeah) Bitch just pulled up on me, ate my dick, now she wan' stay (What?) Yeah, flawless all my diamonds, now my wrist turn to a lake Pour some Wock' up in that pineapple Fanta (Wock'), sipping Laker (yeah) Yeah, they really on they last breath, they on they stimulator (Stimulate) I just bought a M3 (Whirr) Yeah, it got turbo on it and them red seats (Yeah) Yeah, and if we being honest, they ain't high as me (Nah) Yeah, money, sex, and drugs, bitch, that's all I need (Yeah) I be high flying with my doves, (Brr), where my birdies be, yeah (Phew) [Verse] All in, understand me, yeah Chanel sunglasses on, can't tell if I'm geeked or not, yeah I been booted up off the drugs for a whole year, I'm a full-time astronaut Nobody care about what you said, don't matter if we asked or not I spent six hundred thousand on this car, bitch, this bitch an Aston Martin And I bought the Maybach not to drive it Yeah, Number (N)ine with Issey Miyake, bag with the strap on it Louis duffel bag, whole lotta cash, whole lotta racks on it Virgil called me up and told he got me with the season drop Bitch, I woke up at eight PM and fell asleep at twelve o'clock All my money fat, this bitch got Lizzo Put on for my twizzies, gave 'em all hope (Damn, Trgc made that?) Swerved off the road, took the exit, the next one Trust me, I'm ahead 'em all— I'm playing the PS6 and they on the PS1 Mini Draco give 'em cancer I don't ever answer answers Yeah, money twerkin' like a dancer I been on a bad bend, I'm bootin' up on X A hour ago, I was booted off the X in my chest, yeah Now I took that Perc', I been noddin' off, it's the best Why you lyin' about them drugs? Nobody cares, nobody impressed 'Cause I wish I never tried 'em to be honest, but I'm still blessed [Chorus] Bitch, I ain't sleep in days I ​ain't got a break, yeah, I don't take no breaks Pushing two hundred in that Jeeper creepers and I ain't hit the brakes If you wanna live like this, you gotta be flawless, no mistakes Used to eat them noodles in the basement, now it's steak Yeah, I be so high, I be forgettin' what's at stake Bitch just pulled up on me, ate my dick, now she wan' stay Yeah, flawless all my diamonds, now my wrist turn to a lake Pour some Wock' up in that pineapple Fanta, sippin' Laker Yeah, they really on they last breath, they on they stimulator I just bought a M3 It got turbo on it and them red seats Yeah, and if we being honest, they ain't high as me Yeah, money, sex, and drugs, bitch, that's all I need I be high flying with my doves, where my birdies be, yeah, A—

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Credits

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  • Yeat
  • Trgc
  • Nest