Yeat - HEARD OF ME Lyrics

Woo, f*ck what you heard of me, yeah
Yeah, f*ck what you heard of me, ha (Huh)
I know that you heard of me, yeah (Ha)
No, huh, I can't f*ck with you (Woo-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
No, huh, I can't rock with you
No (Woo), no (No), I can't talk to you
Diamonds on my body, when I walk through the city, lights on me
Yeah (Woo), huh (No), geeked up like a God
Huh, geeked up like I'm talkin' to ya, bounce up off the wall
Bands on the call (Woo), Benz on the car (Woo-ooh-ooh)
Wanna see you fall, yeah, I'm coming for your heart
Even though it's the night, I can see in the dark (Woo-ooh-ooh)
You like all these lights, you say diamonds an art
Yeah, why you talk 'bout them?
Why you talk 'bout me? Why the f*ck you speak?
Why you talk to me? Why you back? Because you need me
Every time I talk, make it happеn, you know I mean that
Maybe I'm just too real for all this shit, you know I bleed that
This got thеm scratchin' they heads like I keyed it
Yeah, that money, power, respect, guess what? I need it
Geeked up every day, I just repeat it

Know you don't mind me, yeah, you just like me
You like money (Yeah), you just like me

Woo, f*ck what you heard of me, yeah
Yeah, f*ck what you heard of me, ha (Huh)
I know that you heard of me, yeah (Ha)
No, huh, I can't f*ck with you (Woo-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
No, huh, I can't rock with you
No (Woo), no (No), I can't talk to you
Diamonds on my body, when I walk through the city, lights on me
Yeah (Woo), huh (No), geeked up like a God
Huh, geeked up like I'm talkin' to ya, bounce up off the wall
Bands on the call (Woo), Benz on the car (Woo-ooh-ooh)
Wanna see you fall, yeah, I'm coming for your heart
Even though it's the night, I can see in the dark (Woo-ooh-ooh)
You like all these lights, you say diamonds an art
Yeah, why you talk 'bout them?
Why you talk 'bout me? Why the f*ck you speak?
Why you talk to me? Why you back? Because you miss that?
Every time I talk, make it happen, you know I mean that
Maybe I'm just too real for all this shit, you know I bleed that
This got them scratchin' they heads like I keyed it
Yeah, that money, power, respect, guess what? I need it