YE (feat. ToneDaUzual & Tito)

Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah) How 'bout I pull out the tank? Bitch you know I'm getting paid The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Tonka too fast, now bitch ima swerve Big body Forgi's, I'm scraping the curb Nike the tech so I feel like a nerd I pop in my city I feel like a perc' I'm shootin my opps, yeah I put 'em on a shirt The bitch she wants my love, but nah she don't deserve it Me and Balance alley-oop Diamonds on me, on my tooth Taking the roof off of the coupe, yeah The bitch want to suck on my juice You smokin' that bunk, you smokin' that boof, yeah Me and the gang getting loot Balenci' my shirt, balanci' my shoe I hop in that 'gini, I hop in that Bentley coupe Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah) How 'bout I pull out the tank? Bitch you know I'm getting paid The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Yeah it ain't my birthday, she throwing the cake Got some Russian ties, they hold the K She said I'm a star, so I hop in the Wraith I done iced out a cross and these dudes losing faith Tone making plays like a coach with no rules Two twin hoes going back to the room Two twin sticks in the spot like I'm Doom Got a problem, kaboom, get sent to the Moon, ha Lil bitch I'm balling, feel like Walt', won't pass the rock They talking crazy like they last shit ain't done flopped Oh, oh, ima pull up in a ghost, ghost, ain't kicking shit, like it's a go-oal Ain't poker, so why these dudes fo-old, frozen summer, my neck and wrist fro-oze Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah) How 'bout I pull out the tank? Bitch you know I'm getting paid The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah) How 'bout I pull out the tank? Bitch you know I'm getting paid The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Walk in the mall, I spend a hundred thou' Ain't nothing to me, ima ball out Spending all this money it don't run out, new chain around my neck, I don't rock no fake gold When I walk in, know my name Came for the bag, yeah not the fame Stick with the crew f*ck the lames Money going in, money going out Spending all this money, forgot how to count Rolling that Heavenly, we smoking on loud Don't hit my line if it's not about that paper Getting my bag, and I save for later Hundreds on hundreds, you know how it be Getting my bag, and it's all for me Lil Tito on the mic, all you get from me Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah) How 'bout I pull out the tank? Bitch you know I'm getting paid The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah) How 'bout I pull out the tank? Bitch you know I'm getting paid The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Like Ye Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Yeah Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye