Up off X Lyrics – Yeat

[Intro: Yeat]
Yeah! yeah!
Yeah! yeah! yeah! yeah!

[Chorus: Yeat]
Sitting outside, just still on X
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Boot up all night 'cause I'm up off X
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bro, you not rich, not rich like this
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, ack)
Five hundred K on my shoes like this (Ack)
Too much cash and my b!tch like this
(B!tch, like what? B!tch, like what?)
Got two twin Glocks on my side like this
(Huh, huh-huh)
Got a big AR, it'll turn you to p!ss, ha
(Hah, buh, bang)
Yeah, up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Still outside 'cause I'm still on X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah, yeah)
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ec-sta-sy
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ec-sta-sy

[Verse: Yeat]
B!tch, I'm making a hit every time
B!tch, I'm making a hit еvery time
Got 'em sick likе flu, like swine
And that drink look to me like wine (Skrrt)
Ripping the coupe by the side, yeah
Boot up on X all night, yeah
Living however I like, yeah
I'm living this sh!t in my life, yeah
We making a movie like Spike, yeah
She pull up, she riding my bike, yeah
More boot up? I can't decide, yeah
With a Perky, then crash up my life, yeah
He ain't never have no bread like this
Like this, like this, like this, like this, like this
I just pulled up in a muhf**king Bentley (Skrrt)
I just pulled out the side lil' b!tch
I can't be trusting nobody in this b!tch, lil' b!tch
Don't come to my town lil' kid (Uh)
Yeah, I been making them Ms
You ain't touching my profits, b!tch
Yeah, uh, I'm pulling it back, I'm golfing, b!tch
Yeah, she gone suck it up
She gone gulp them kids (What?)
Yeah, and I'm pouring it up, yeah
Just like this (What?)
Yeah, just got word from Thug
'bout to crank that b!tch (What?)
Yeah, swerving it daily
Might f**king crank that b!tch (Skrrt)
Riding in muhf**king Maybach
Turn it around and muhf**king l!ck that b!tch
I made that sh!t happen
I made it from nothing and muhf**kas hate that sh!t
And I know that you broke as a b!tch
If you got enough time to be hating on sh!t
I don't give a f**k 'bout no followers
I don't give a f**k 'bout none of this sh!t
Yeah, f**k all the internet
F**k all the politics, yeah, they could suck my d!ck
You heard what I said, you heard what I said
Better run it back
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X
(Yeah, yeah-yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Sitting outside, just still on X
(Yeah! yeah! yeah!)
Boot up all night 'cause I'm up off X
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bro, you not rich, not rich like this
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, ack)
Five hundred K on my shoes like this (Ack)
Too much cash and my b!tch like this
(B!tch, like what? B!tch, like what?)
Got two twin Glocks on my side like this
(Huh, huh-huh)
Got a big AR, it'll turn you to p!ss, ha
(Hah, buh, bang)
Yeah, up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Still outside 'cause I'm still on X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X (Yeah! yeah!)
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ecstasy
Up all night 'cause I'm up off ecstasy

[Outro: Yeat]
Sitting outside, just spinning on X
(Yeah! huh! yeah!)
Boot up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Boy you not rich, not rich like this