Lyrics to Yeah Whoa
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Woah
Woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like—
Now watch what I do
I got these hoes shakin' ass in the section butt naked, lil' mama done came out hеr shoes
I know she feelin' me, shе wanna leave with me 'cause I'm that nigga, yeah, I got the juice
If I see an opp, I'ma go with my move
He tried me and I left that boy face on the news
Think I ain't got the fire in the club? You a fool
Woah, off the hip, I'ma blow
No, ain't no cuffin' these bitches, no lovin' these hoes, I tell 'em, "Just get up and go"
We poppin' bottles and keep throwin' dollars, my section too lit, tell 'em, "Bring in some more"
Got your bitch shakin' ass in the circle, like, "Woah"
I make the ho get this shit off the floor
Now the whole gang goin' up like—
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like—
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah (Phew), woah
Yeah (Phew), woah
Woah (Woah), yeah
Woah (Let's go), yeah (Phew)
Woah, yeah (Phew)
Woah
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah, woah, woah
She bendin' over, her nose on the floor
Ayy, you work 'til your rent on the floor
Run out of ones, tell 'em, "Go get some more"
We makin' it rain even after they close
We makin' it rain even after the show
We floodin', go get umbrellas and coats
Who is the baddest? She comin' with me
Who is that starin'? She comin' with me
And the bartender (Phew), she comin' with me
Who is her friend? She comin' with me
Niggas in there hatin', pocket-watchin', we got choppers in the car for them (Grah, grah, grah)
Whoever try to follow (Bang, bang, bang), hear a whole lot of them (Grah, grah)
Whoever try to follow (Bang, bang, bang), feel a whole lot of them (Graow, grah)
Whoever try to follow (Bang, graow, bang, bang, bang, graow)
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah (Phew), woah
Yeah (Phew), woah
Woah (Woah), yeah
Woah (Let's go), yeah (Phew)
Woah, yeah (Phew)
Woah
Woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like— (Yeah)
Big Scarr link with Guwop and we came up out the trenches (Wop)
My whole team be ballin', ain't no one sittin' on no benches (No)
It's So Icy and 1017 and we so rich and ruthless (Yeah)
Pull up in somethin' foolish, drop my top, I'm feelin' coupish (Yoom)
Big Grim Reaper Records, couple my artists got a record (Well, damn)
They tried, but they can't help it, please don't try us 'cause we steppin' (True)
It's Gucci Mane, the mogul, but I'm a convicted felon (Well, damn)
The first rule in the street, don't leave your house without your weapon (Grah)
It's a crazy world we livin' in, these hoes ain't to be trusted (Whores)
Thinkin' with his dick, he fucked around and got abducted (Wow)
Big CEO for sure, you know who put you up on game (Woah)
So when you mention legends, how you didn't bring up my name? Wop
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah (Phew), woah
Yeah (Phew), woah
Woah (Woah), yeah
Woah (Let's go), yeah (Phew)
Woah, yeah (Phew)
Woah
Woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like—
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah
Woah
Woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like—
Now watch what I do
I got these hoes shakin' ass in the section butt naked, lil' mama done came out hеr shoes
I know she feelin' me, shе wanna leave with me 'cause I'm that nigga, yeah, I got the juice
If I see an opp, I'ma go with my move
He tried me and I left that boy face on the news
Think I ain't got the fire in the club? You a fool
Woah, off the hip, I'ma blow
No, ain't no cuffin' these bitches, no lovin' these hoes, I tell 'em, "Just get up and go"
We poppin' bottles and keep throwin' dollars, my section too lit, tell 'em, "Bring in some more"
Got your bitch shakin' ass in the circle, like, "Woah"
I make the ho get this shit off the floor
Now the whole gang goin' up like—
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like—
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah (Phew), woah
Yeah (Phew), woah
Woah (Woah), yeah
Woah (Let's go), yeah (Phew)
Woah, yeah (Phew)
Woah
Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah, woah, woah
She bendin' over, her nose on the floor
Ayy, you work 'til your rent on the floor
Run out of ones, tell 'em, "Go get some more"
We makin' it rain even after they close
We makin' it rain even after the show
We floodin', go get umbrellas and coats
Who is the baddest? She comin' with me
Who is that starin'? She comin' with me
And the bartender (Phew), she comin' with me
Who is her friend? She comin' with me
Niggas in there hatin', pocket-watchin', we got choppers in the car for them (Grah, grah, grah)
Whoever try to follow (Bang, bang, bang), hear a whole lot of them (Grah, grah)
Whoever try to follow (Bang, bang, bang), feel a whole lot of them (Graow, grah)
Whoever try to follow (Bang, graow, bang, bang, bang, graow)
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah (Phew), woah
Yeah (Phew), woah
Woah (Woah), yeah
Woah (Let's go), yeah (Phew)
Woah, yeah (Phew)
Woah
Woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like— (Yeah)
Big Scarr link with Guwop and we came up out the trenches (Wop)
My whole team be ballin', ain't no one sittin' on no benches (No)
It's So Icy and 1017 and we so rich and ruthless (Yeah)
Pull up in somethin' foolish, drop my top, I'm feelin' coupish (Yoom)
Big Grim Reaper Records, couple my artists got a record (Well, damn)
They tried, but they can't help it, please don't try us 'cause we steppin' (True)
It's Gucci Mane, the mogul, but I'm a convicted felon (Well, damn)
The first rule in the street, don't leave your house without your weapon (Grah)
It's a crazy world we livin' in, these hoes ain't to be trusted (Whores)
Thinkin' with his dick, he fucked around and got abducted (Wow)
Big CEO for sure, you know who put you up on game (Woah)
So when you mention legends, how you didn't bring up my name? Wop
Yeah, woah (Let's go)
Yeah, woah (Woah)
Yeah (Phew), woah
Yeah (Phew), woah
Woah (Woah), yeah
Woah (Let's go), yeah (Phew)
Woah, yeah (Phew)
Woah
Woah (Let's go)
Young rich nigga pull up in a Bentley (With a semi)
Windows tinted, got a bad bitch with me (Got your main bitch with me)
Chrome Hearts shirt like I never had feelings (I don't want no feelings)
Hellcat fast, do a dirt bike wheelie (Standin' on business)
D&G shirt, mix the Off-White with it (Lil' nigga, I'm drippin')
In the strip club throwin' money at the ceiling (Throwin' at the ceiling)
Got the whole gang goin' up like—
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
Yeah, woah
