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Yeotti - Expedited Lyrics



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Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
She pop pills on the camera now she glitching
She say damm your wrist wet like you fishing
I got scales, I've been trapping like a Migo
Still get checks from the plug I'm on payroll
Keep that mask in the closet, I kill people
They say pull up then I pull, I might do em
Baby my swag is different, I can't stay long
I got the roll like Michelin, cus my paper long
She wanna f*ck on me all of the night, I might just stay over
Won't give me neck while I'm counting them bands, I might just head home
You know I'm fly for real, Tesla popping pill
I'm cruise control, she gone deep throat
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Yeah that lil bitch, speak a lil Spanish
She wanna go meet the plug, she gone understand it
She say holla to the plug, my amigo
Me and the plug have a lingo, not no creole
You see the stash? "yeah", You got the cash? "Yeah"
I need it on me, ain't no PayPal ain't no cash app
She don't understand, I just par-lay
You no compren-day, me no Hablam
Money talk to my nigga get it all day
Hunnid rounds if you move, it go far away
Keep them guns in my jeans, like an arcade
It's that lingo, not no swag, f*ck a Balmain
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
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Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
She pop pills on the camera now she glitching
She say damm your wrist wet like you fishing
I got scales, I've been trapping like a Migo
Still get checks from the plug I'm on payroll
Keep that mask in the closet, I kill people
They say pull up then I pull, I might do em
Baby my swag is different, I can't stay long
I got the roll like Michelin, cus my paper long
She wanna f*ck on me all of the night, I might just stay over
Won't give me neck while I'm counting them bands, I might just head home
You know I'm fly for real, Tesla popping pill
I'm cruise control, she gone deep throat
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Yeah that lil bitch, speak a lil Spanish
She wanna go meet the plug, she gone understand it
She say holla to the plug, my amigo
Me and the plug have a lingo, not no creole
You see the stash? "yeah", You got the cash? "Yeah"
I need it on me, ain't no PayPal ain't no cash app
She don't understand, I just par-lay
You no compren-day, me no Hablam
Money talk to my nigga get it all day
Hunnid rounds if you move, it go far away
Keep them guns in my jeans, like an arcade
It's that lingo, not no swag, f*ck a Balmain
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
Got this old bitch, she got no standards
Trynna f*ck with no rubber that's a old habit
She gone jump on the dick, do some trick on it
I got carrots on my wrist like a wild rabbit
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Writer: Emmanuel mally
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