Listen to Eff Yew (feat. Red the Bully & Big Shake) by KingBlvke

Eff Yew (feat. Red the Bully & Big Shake)

KingBlvke

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

Yes, your majesty F you bitch, just leave me alone I've spent enough time writing dumb rhymes So don't call my phone What are you smoking on I only blow the gas I'm smoking loud, up in the crowd You know that it's puff puff pass This shit can get dangerous Not even famous yet But once I'm on, you know that it's up Cashin them bigger checks Diamonds all on my neck, yeah It's crazy what this money can do Taking trips around the world like it's a dream come true You can have the 50 racks for the stress I'm keeping the stones on your neck So I can give it to the one that mean the most, not my ex A promise is not a threat I've been chasing these checks And since you ain't rolling with me Ain't gotta buy you no dress, no I gave you my all except for the sink You took my heart and made it shrink Now I'm alone making a drink Leave it to me to write it in ink But now let's fuck you Go ahead and do whatever you wanna do Just leave me the fuck out of it Cause I'm already through So you can sing it I was into you, but I'm over it now And I was trying to be nice But nothing's getting through Spell it out Ay, ay, F you bitch Just leave me alone I've spent enough time writing dumb rhymes So don't call my phone What are you smoking on I only blow the gas I'm smoking loud Up in the crowd You know that it's puff puff pass This shit can get dangerous Not even famous yet But once I'm on You know that it's up Cashing them bigger checks Diamonds all on my neck, yo It's crazy what this money can do Taking trips around the world Like it's a dream come true Gettin to the bread like Olive Garden Who is R.E.D. bitch I beg your pardon I've been half-boss since kindergarten White rappers can't stop while my head is tharding Green with me like I went and kidnapped a Martian Team with me, so you better not up and start shit He's really bout green, stay out my garden Y'all buggin', can't small-talk right now, get calls comin Parkour to reach my dreams, I'm wall runnin Dope what I put on track, the jaw's numbin Break necks like, oh shit, I saw somethin Pace, make a flow on me and your heart pumpin I can't quit right now, the fans love him Sometimes I get high and can't function Money always on my mind to get to it You could too if you didn't run from it Stay humble I told them speak up for they dreams, don't ever mumble Really can't wait till I become a billionaire Till where the bag never fumbles Stay humble I told them speak up for they dreams, don't ever mumble Really can't wait till I become a billionaire Till where the bag never fumbles, F you, bitch, just leave me alone I've spent enough time writin' dumb rhymes So don't call my phone What are you smokin' on I only blow the gas I'm smokin' loud, up in the crowd You know that it's puff puff pass This shit can get dangerous, not even famous yet But once I'm on, you know that it's up Cashin' them bigger checks, diamonds all on my neck Yo, it's crazy what this money can do Takin' trips around the world Like it's a dream come true I was tryna take you round the world Now I'm bouta go do for me Shawty mad I found another girl She ain't with the drama or the foolery I remember we was laid up late nights Wait until the day come Not One Direction, but we goin' straight up Bouta count up this paper Music is my current journal Step inside of my verbal circle Smokin' on some good Urcle Herbal I've been unique like a purple turtle Tryna elevate to a higher place Ain't worried bout the sun burnin' me She ain't wanna see the brighter things I guess that's why she saw the worse in me But it's all good I'ma keep gettin' mines when I blow up Smokin' this gas all day And I'm still tryna roll up Anybody who know my name Know I'm bouta go up And you know that you gotta be gettin litty Every time a nigga show up, aye F you bitch, just leave me alone I spent enough time writin' dumb rhymes So don't call my phone What are you smokin' on I only blow the gas I'm smokin' loud, up in the crowd You know that it's puff, puff, pass And shit can get dangerous Not even famous yet But once I'm on, you know that it's up Cashin' them bigger checks Diamonds all on my neck, yeah It's crazy what this money can do Takin' trips around the world Like it's a dream come true F YOU
Writer(s): Blake Curtis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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