Lyrics
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yɛyɛ dɔm
Yɛyɛ dɔm
Yɛyɛ dɔm
Yɛyɛ dɔm
Yɛyɛ dɔm
Yɛyɛ dɔm
Yɛyɛ dɔm
See yo dawg holding the drum
Say man he ready to come
My head ready and I could fly
Check the empire it go fly
Trapping isn't for the bread
Nothing coming for your heads
Band round the table, we stackin' it
Rap like a canine, crackin' it
Tiny boys is dead when we talk, talk
Step in the yard when I walk, walk
From the forest to the street lights, lights
Niggas, they know we on sight, sight
Make who they see copy, breathe, breathe
Yeah, you askin' for foreign keys, breeze, breeze
Ridin' King Tide in the Wock', Wock'
Eleanor Chad in the bop, bop
Them niggas got the plans in the back
Them shooters in your lap
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
Higher!
you're dumb
Put it in your mouth, you're dumb
Put it in your mouth, you're
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