Super Surfer Lyrics – Yeat

Super Surfer Lyrics by Yeat

Oh yeah, yeah
Yeah, ho yeah yeah
Imma talk my sh#t
[Yeah

b#tch I’m out in Barbados, stacking my pesos, you know that my mind sh#t
Stacking them racks like they Legos, whole lotta bankroll, you wasting my time sh#t
Jump off I got the potato, we talkin’ ’bout food, turn you to tomato [Tomato!
I had the sauce had to switch it up

b#tch I’m out in Barbados, stacking my pesos, you know that my mind sh#t
Stacking them racks like they Legos, whole lotta bankroll, you wasting my time sh#t
Jump off I got the potato, we talkin’ ’bout food, turn you to tomato [Tomato!
I had the sauce and the swag, the racks we be makin’ so don’t touch the ladle [I got the swag

Sorry for acting so rude, but you really a baby, just buy you a cradle
No I don’t care ’bout a view, if I did I’d be industry plant to a label
I can’t even explain the things that I think
Had a dream with the Percocets riding a Benz

Now I take me some Oxy, my body like this
Can’t believe it’s a by the way that I slid
I’m keeping it real, yeah as real as it get
Can’t believe you know better, then I’m finna kill

And a whole lotta chickens, we ran outta fish
You closing your eyes, I see just how it is
I hop in a jet, I don’t pay for that sh#t
If her name on the packages, that’s coming in

She drinking my nuts, she think it make a kid
And your lil’ girl, she pull up to my crib
I’m smoking a piece, I don’t want me a strudel
Controlling the game from the top like it’s Voodoo

Okay, yeah, okay
They repeating my swag like Spongebob and Doodlebob
[Yeah, okay yeah
The funny part is that they say that they been off

They spending they last 180 to get a job
f#cking for hours all day seen your p#ss# throb
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Smacking the back of her #ss, look like gelatin

Number 9 on my tee, hand of a skeleton
Fits in designer Balmain, with the VETEMENTS
I came off cocaine, they think I’m a element
You harder than granite if that make your relevant

Sucking the peanuts, she think she a elephant
Pop me a perc and that’s just how I’m moving lately
[Yeah, did it by myself
[Couldn’t believe that sh#t

[Yeah, wish me well
[But, oh well
b#tch I’m out in Barbados, stacking my pesos, you know that my mind sh#t
Stacking them racks like they Legos, whole lotta bankroll, you wasting my time sh#t

Jump off I got the potato, we talkin’ ’bout food, turn you to tomato [Tomato!
I had the sauce and the swag, the racks we be makin’ so don’t touch the ladle [I got the swag
Sorry for acting so rude, but you really a baby, just buy you a cradle
No I don’t care ’bout a view, if I did I’d be industry plant to a label

I can’t even explain the things that I think
Had a dream with the Percocets riding a Benz
Now I take me some Oxy, my body like this
Can’t believe it’s a by the way that I slid
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Yeat Lyrics – Super Surfer

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