Yes歌词

作词 : Milan Beker/Rogét Chahayed/Terius Gesteelde-Diamant/Isaac De Boni/Michael Mule/Sean Anderson/Emmanuel Nickerson/Enoch Rich Harris III/Welbon Morris Jr./Myles Satterfield/Travis Walton/Aaron Booe/Julian Harris
作曲 : Milan Beker/Rogét Chahayed/Terius Gesteelde-Diamant/Isaac De Boni/Michael Mule/Sean Anderson/Emmanuel Nickerson/Enoch Rich Harris III/Welbon Morris Jr./Myles Satterfield/Travis Walton/Aaron Booe/Julian Harris
[Part I]

[Intro]
Ooh-oh, mm, mm
Ooh-oh, woah, woah, yeah

[Verse 1]
You a yes man, I'm a rich boy, [throw?] some designer
I'm a brass man, I'ma [?] on and make a mess
And she gon' look up to me, I'm who she proud of
I come from where is hustlers, pimps, players and Don Dadas

[Part II]

[Intro]
Oh
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
New shit might get spooky, had to bring the ways back
Stupid lil' bitch want reminisce about some shit from way back
When you [?] on the [?] when they tryna take that
Niggas really think they cutthroat 'cause they talkin' off they necks
[?] get out your feelings, middle fingers to these niggas
They wanna see me turn to the villain, either way though I'ma kill 'em

[Chorus]
When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, mother****er, yes" (Yes)
Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh)
Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh)
Yes (Tss), yes (Huh), yes (Huh)
When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, mother****er, yes" (Huh)
Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes

[Verse 3]
**** you mean? My life real GTA
And I need a payment in ETH
Right now the mother****er ETA
And I be the champ, nigga, year after year after year
Yeah, I'm goin' 3P wave
I ain't droppin' no dime, you boys cheap skates
And I'm stickin' to the chords, no PGA
Hoes plottin' on me, that's so cliché
Five-star [?] if I start [?], yeah, bitch, and I'm goin' [A-walk?] (A-walk)
How the **** a young nigga got his whole logo on a jersey, and that nigga don't play ball?
Stupid niggas appealin', which [?], bitch, I'm 'bout to go take off (Take off)
Bitch, I'ma fly with my own PJ, **** you mean? [?] security [?]
Goofy-ass highs, niggas got my name in they mouth 'cause I'm all in their girl head
I step to the code, niggas can't decode me, if they pushin' my buttons, it's code red
Twenty thousand bitches prayin' that we break up
You that nigga, why you sleepin'? I'm him when I wake up
Yeah, holy matrinomy where I stack the cake up
This right here the realest game I probably ever gave up

[Chorus]
When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, mother****er, yes" (Yes)
Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh)
Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh)
Yes (Tss), yes (Huh), yes (Huh)
When they tried to tell me, "No," I said, "No, mother****er, yes" (Huh)
Yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes (Huh), yes

[Bridge]
Yeah
Yes

[Verse 4]
I would rather give y'all my soul, I don't have to sell it
Might take a piss off your rap mouth, Rushmore after I scale it
Blue strips when I do [?], we ****in' it up like Elvis
No broke talk, gold talk, money talkin' to me like I don't need no mother****in' therapist
Broad day, right back to the crib like it's nowhere else to go
I was in North Carolina throwin' up them pyramids with [?]
Confirmation that my assets just built pyramids for sure
Nothin' happens by coincidence, it's written in the scrolls
**** a wifey types like hoes, I can't even put on my clothes
Bitch, I gotta go, pockets so deep, it [?]
Who keepin' up with the score? I don't [?]
Niggas back up in that mode, and I don't wait no [?]
**** what you sellin' me, I lay the [?] down, bitch, I think they tellin' me, "No"