YE

(I miss you Bryce)
(Y2, is that you?)

Grrah
Wake up, get cake, all work, no breaks
I kickslide, I feel like Ye
I just got me a check, I been shopping all day (bitch)
I just made me a hit, I been popping all day
If I don't got that shit, okay walk in that place
Okay, hop in the whip, and I'm smelling like dank
And I rock this shit out, man, I feel like Cobain
And I'm kicking my shit, Liu Kang

Twenty my wrists, okay
Prada my bitch, okay
What's on my fit? Oh yeah
Number nine stitched, yeah yeah
Diamonds they hit (shit), yeah yeah
We gon' come blitz (shit), yeah yeah
Never in the mix, yeah yeah
Tryna get rich bitch, yeah (go)
Hell is you doing, the hell is you doing?
I pull up, I pull up, we go to the moon
Like pull up, like pull up and come to the A
I don't wanna text, shit, wanna see your face
Let's have a good day, you know I've got bank
Bitch, I've been go cray, bitch I've been go cray
I'm setting it straight, it's fuck what they think
Been killing the game, I don't need no fame

Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah

Wake up, get cake, all work, no breaks
I kickslide, I feel like Ye
I just got me a check, I been shopping all day (bitch)
I just made me a hit, I been popping all day
If I don't got that shit, okay walk in that place
Okay, hop in the whip, and I'm smelling like dank
And I rock this shit out, man, I feel like Cobain
And I'm kicking my shit, Liu Kang