Bitch, I got the f*cking check
Bitch, I pull up when it's vet
You can't f*cking talk that shit cuz I pull up atcha neck
And I'm f*cking aiming atcha and I'm shooting atcha head
You can't f*cking talk that shit
Bitch, I pull up and it's red
Bitch, I pull up and it's
Uh, I just might wash up my wrist and I'm cleaning that shit with the blood of this bitch, okay
I just might spit all this shit cuz I crushing this shit like a pack of the ritz, okay
Taking a rip and it's hot
Cooking this shit like a crock
Betting this shit is a lock so I double down all of my numbers
I'm bouta just take the whole pot
Huh, I'm bouta piss, piss, piss
All on your shit, bitch quit
Get out my business quick
I just might pull up and shoot from the hip
I just might cut on my wrist til it drip
I just took molly and drank a whole fifth
I just be swerving the whip and I'm smashing that shit like a foreign lil bitch
Ugh
Alright, f*ck you
Tell that to you
I need someone fill it out, given doubt
Every f*cking person I'm poppin' right on time out what about?
What you stopping? How you dropping?
In-out, pussy drip in my mouth
Flipping f*cking bottles with models
I'm senile, can't remember this verse
When I think about it, what hurts?
Mind to mind to mind to action to stuffing myself with absolutely the worst
Can you feed it?
Can't you see that I will reach my f*cking peak
I'm going mental, holes in plans
I'm drilling like lobotomy (shit)
But in the meantime, thought it was peacetime
F*ck (die)
Fortify
In time
Suicide
Make me cry
Back and forth
Side to side
Rangers die
I like Blue
Commit crime
(Double it, f*ck)
(Double it)
Spark it up cuz doubled up
My vision blurry, roll it up
I'm writing weird shit down to just see what I have out
Pull it up, don't pull it out
Keep that pussy quiet, we're in a riot
Balenciaga overhead, I'm making bread while getting head
I'm drinking vodka to vodka while going saga to saga, uh
Shootin' blacha to blacha, my Type 99
Yeah, no I'm fine
Yeah, no I'm fine (yeah)
I'm fine, yeah no
I'm fine (f*ck)
Every f*cking person I'm poppin' right on time out what about?
What you stopping? How you dropping?
In-out, pussy drip in my mouth
Flipping f*cking bottles with models
I'm alive (f*ck)
YAC (feat. faucetwater) Video (MV)
Performed By: Zacariiah
Language: English
Length: 2:21
Written by: Jaeden O'Dell-Schultz, Zachary Brodnik
Zacariiah - YAC (feat. faucetwater) Lyrics
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English
Bitch, I got the f*cking check
Bitch, I pull up when it's vet
You can't f*cking talk that shit cuz I pull up atcha neck
And I'm f*cking aiming atcha and I'm shooting atcha head
You can't f*cking talk that shit
Bitch, I pull up and it's red
Bitch, I pull up and it's
Uh, I just might wash up my wrist and I'm cleaning that shit with the blood of this bitch, okay
I just might spit all this shit cuz I crushing this shit like a pack of the ritz, okay
Taking a rip and it's hot
Cooking this shit like a crock
Betting this shit is a lock so I double down all of my numbers
I'm bouta just take the whole pot
Huh, I'm bouta piss, piss, piss
All on your shit, bitch quit
Get out my business quick
I just might pull up and shoot from the hip
I just might cut on my wrist til it drip
I just took molly and drank a whole fifth
I just be swerving the whip and I'm smashing that shit like a foreign lil bitch
Ugh
Alright, f*ck you
Tell that to you
I need someone fill it out, given doubt
Every f*cking person I'm poppin' right on time out what about?
What you stopping? How you dropping?
In-out, pussy drip in my mouth
Flipping f*cking bottles with models
I'm senile, can't remember this verse
When I think about it, what hurts?
Mind to mind to mind to action to stuffing myself with absolutely the worst
Can you feed it?
Can't you see that I will reach my f*cking peak
I'm going mental, holes in plans
I'm drilling like lobotomy (shit)
But in the meantime, thought it was peacetime
F*ck (die)
Fortify
In time
Suicide
Make me cry
Back and forth
Side to side
Rangers die
I like Blue
Commit crime
(Double it, f*ck)
(Double it)
Spark it up cuz doubled up
My vision blurry, roll it up
I'm writing weird shit down to just see what I have out
Pull it up, don't pull it out
Keep that pussy quiet, we're in a riot
Balenciaga overhead, I'm making bread while getting head
I'm drinking vodka to vodka while going saga to saga, uh
Shootin' blacha to blacha, my Type 99
Yeah, no I'm fine
Yeah, no I'm fine (yeah)
I'm fine, yeah no
I'm fine (f*ck)
Every f*cking person I'm poppin' right on time out what about?
What you stopping? How you dropping?
In-out, pussy drip in my mouth
Flipping f*cking bottles with models
I'm alive (f*ck)
Bitch, I pull up when it's vet
You can't f*cking talk that shit cuz I pull up atcha neck
And I'm f*cking aiming atcha and I'm shooting atcha head
You can't f*cking talk that shit
Bitch, I pull up and it's red
Bitch, I pull up and it's
Uh, I just might wash up my wrist and I'm cleaning that shit with the blood of this bitch, okay
I just might spit all this shit cuz I crushing this shit like a pack of the ritz, okay
Taking a rip and it's hot
Cooking this shit like a crock
Betting this shit is a lock so I double down all of my numbers
I'm bouta just take the whole pot
Huh, I'm bouta piss, piss, piss
All on your shit, bitch quit
Get out my business quick
I just might pull up and shoot from the hip
I just might cut on my wrist til it drip
I just took molly and drank a whole fifth
I just be swerving the whip and I'm smashing that shit like a foreign lil bitch
Ugh
Alright, f*ck you
Tell that to you
I need someone fill it out, given doubt
Every f*cking person I'm poppin' right on time out what about?
What you stopping? How you dropping?
In-out, pussy drip in my mouth
Flipping f*cking bottles with models
I'm senile, can't remember this verse
When I think about it, what hurts?
Mind to mind to mind to action to stuffing myself with absolutely the worst
Can you feed it?
Can't you see that I will reach my f*cking peak
I'm going mental, holes in plans
I'm drilling like lobotomy (shit)
But in the meantime, thought it was peacetime
F*ck (die)
Fortify
In time
Suicide
Make me cry
Back and forth
Side to side
Rangers die
I like Blue
Commit crime
(Double it, f*ck)
(Double it)
Spark it up cuz doubled up
My vision blurry, roll it up
I'm writing weird shit down to just see what I have out
Pull it up, don't pull it out
Keep that pussy quiet, we're in a riot
Balenciaga overhead, I'm making bread while getting head
I'm drinking vodka to vodka while going saga to saga, uh
Shootin' blacha to blacha, my Type 99
Yeah, no I'm fine
Yeah, no I'm fine (yeah)
I'm fine, yeah no
I'm fine (f*ck)
Every f*cking person I'm poppin' right on time out what about?
What you stopping? How you dropping?
In-out, pussy drip in my mouth
Flipping f*cking bottles with models
I'm alive (f*ck)
Writer: Jaeden O'Dell-Schultz, Zachary Brodnik
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid