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Shhhh Lyrics Download – Yeat
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[ti:Shhhh]
[ar:Yeat]
[al:AftërLyfe]
[lang:English]
[length:03:13.63]
[by:Jun]
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[00:00.20]D-DKanee
[00:01.26]Hol' up
[00:01.60]Bullets make you spread, make you dead, cut yo head (Hol' up)
[00:04.67]Pull up, ice is fled, no need no coupe, watch you sled (Uh)
[00:08.24]Diamonds on my body, watch 'em dance and watch 'em flip (Flip, skrrt)
[00:12.40]In a Frog-eyed Bentley, pull off on the feds, hol' up (Skrrt)
[00:15.57]I was just swerving and diving the feds (Hol' up)
[00:18.95]Couple of pills and the blick in the whip, pull off on the feds, hol' up (DKanee)
[00:22.02]Cut off your motherfucking ties, your head, your neck, your motherfucking back (Shh)
[00:25.70]Said I'm taking a break, but I pull up, lil' bitch, it's time to attack (Woo)
[00:28.95]We aim for your head, if you gon' die, you die
[00:32.51]Chopper this big, yeah
[00:34.17]Chop up your wig, gon' chop up ya (Shh, shh, shh)
[00:36.11]I'm in the Cullinan, pulling that bitch off the lot, I'm motherfucking telling ya
[00:39.16]Couldn't decide with the Benz, and if we not friends, I never could tell ya (What? What? What? What? What?)
[00:42.48]I was just swerving the lanes in the motherfucking Benz, I never could tell ya (Shh, D-DKanee)
[00:46.60]I ain't even fuck with nobody, I count up my money, I never could feel you (Yeah)
[00:49.27]Yeah, I ran up my money to twenty Ms, bitch, I'm nowhere near you (Uh)
[00:52.60]Yeah, I took this shit to outer-space, bitch, yeah, I'm nowhere near you (Hold on, hold on)
[00:55.93]Yeah, I'm popping the X again, really I'm off of the hoes til' I feel again (Yeah)
[00:59.41]For a little of faucet money, we can fill your bag, yeah, we can bring you in (Ah)
[01:02.61]Twenty fifty-fifty fucking seven, yeah, security like the president (Fuckin' seven)
[01:06.08]Everything on us designer, the watch, the frames, everything is elegant (Yo)
[01:09.40]I really hate everybody, lil' bitch, I'm evil, call me fucking resident (D-Dkanee, yeah)
[01:13.20]I mix the syrup with soda, yeah, and I had to mix it, lil' bitch (Luh syrup)
[01:16.25]This shit like Hocus Pocus, tryna get your money, bitch, you turn to a fan (Yeah)
[01:19.35]Pull up on advance, pull off with the mans
[01:20.95]I'm rocking a Birkin, bitch, it's no Hermès
[01:23.50]Yeah, do what I said, it still don't make sense
[01:24.32]I pop a hundred Perkies, bitch, when I land
[01:26.12]Pull up to Japan, they copy my trend
[01:28.00]I'm fuckin' my money, I flew it to France
[01:29.98]Hol' up, hol' up, I told 'em, “Do that shit again” (Yeah)
[01:34.00]Yeah
[01:35.10]Pull up, ice is fled, no need no coupe, watch you sled (Uh)
[01:38.22]Diamonds on my body, watch 'em dance and watch 'em flip (Flip, skrrt)
[01:41.63]In a Frog-eyed Bentley, pull off on the feds, hol' up (Skrrt)
[01:45.68]I was just swerving and diving the feds (Hol' up)
[01:48.87]Couple of pills and the blick in the whip, pull off on the feds, hol' up (DKanee)
[01:51.85]Cut off your motherfucking ties, your head, your neck, your motherfucking back (Shh)
[01:55.69]Said I'm taking a break, but I pull up, lil' bitch, it's time to attack (Woo)
[01:58.93]We aim for your head, if you gon' die, you die
[02:02.87]Chopper this big, yeah
[02:04.26]Chop up your wig, gon' chop up ya (Shh, shh, shh)
[02:05.95]I'm in the Cullinan, pulling that bitch off the lot, I'm motherfucking telling ya
[02:09.13]Couldn't decide with the Benz, and if we not friends, I never could tell ya (What? What? What? What? What?)
[02:13.20]I was just swerving the lanes in the motherfucking Benz, I never could tell ya (Shh, D-DKanee)
[02:16.04]I ain't even fuck with nobody, I count up my money, I never could feel you (Yeah)
[02:19.20]Yeah, I ran up my money to twenty Ms, bitch, I'm nowhere near you (Uh)
[02:22.87]Yeah, I took this shit to outer-space, bitch, yeah, I'm nowhere near you (Hold on, hold on)
[02:26.27]Yeah, I'm popping the X again, really I'm off of the hose til' I feel again (Yeah)
[02:29.41]For a little of faucet money, we can fill your bag, yeah, we can bring you in (Ah)
[02:32.88]Twenty fifty-fifty fucking seven, yeah, security like the president (Fuckin'gseven)
[02:36.25]Everything on us designer, the watch, the frames, everything is elegant (Yo)
[02:39.41]I really hate everybody, lil' bitch, I'm evil, call me fucking resident (D-Dkanee, yeah)
[02:42.93]I mix the syrup with soda, yeah, and I had to mix it, lil' bitch (Luh syrup)
[02:46.21]This shit like Hocus Pocus, tryna get your money, bitch, you turn to a fan (Yeah)
[02:49.67]Pull up on advance, pull off with the mans
[02:50.89]I'm rocking a Birkin, bitch, it's no Hermès
[02:52.89]Yeah, do what I said, it still don't make sense
[02:54.59]I pop a hundred Perkies, bitch, when I land
[02:56.02]Pull up to Japan, they copy my trend
[02:58.00]I'm fucking my money, I flew it to France
[02:59.98]Hol' up hol' up, I told 'em, “Do that shit again”
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[00:01.26]Hol' up
[00:01.60]Bullets make you spread, make you dead, cut yo head (Hol' up)
[00:04.67]Pull up, ice is fled, no need no coupe, watch you sled (Uh)
[00:08.24]Diamonds on my body, watch 'em dance and watch 'em flip (Flip, skrrt)
[00:12.40]In a Frog-eyed Bentley, pull off on the feds, hol' up (Skrrt)
[00:15.57]I was just swerving and diving the feds (Hol' up)
[00:18.95]Couple of pills and the blick in the whip, pull off on the feds, hol' up (DKanee)
[00:22.02]Cut off your motherfucking ties, your head, your neck, your motherfucking back (Shh)
[00:25.70]Said I'm taking a break, but I pull up, lil' bitch, it's time to attack (Woo)
[00:28.95]We aim for your head, if you gon' die, you die
[00:32.51]Chopper this big, yeah
[00:34.17]Chop up your wig, gon' chop up ya (Shh, shh, shh)
[00:36.11]I'm in the Cullinan, pulling that bitch off the lot, I'm motherfucking telling ya
[00:39.16]Couldn't decide with the Benz, and if we not friends, I never could tell ya (What? What? What? What? What?)
[00:42.48]I was just swerving the lanes in the motherfucking Benz, I never could tell ya (Shh, D-DKanee)
[00:46.60]I ain't even fuck with nobody, I count up my money, I never could feel you (Yeah)
[00:49.27]Yeah, I ran up my money to twenty Ms, bitch, I'm nowhere near you (Uh)
[00:52.60]Yeah, I took this shit to outer-space, bitch, yeah, I'm nowhere near you (Hold on, hold on)
[00:55.93]Yeah, I'm popping the X again, really I'm off of the hoes til' I feel again (Yeah)
[00:59.41]For a little of faucet money, we can fill your bag, yeah, we can bring you in (Ah)
[01:02.61]Twenty fifty-fifty fucking seven, yeah, security like the president (Fuckin' seven)
[01:06.08]Everything on us designer, the watch, the frames, everything is elegant (Yo)
[01:09.40]I really hate everybody, lil' bitch, I'm evil, call me fucking resident (D-Dkanee, yeah)
[01:13.20]I mix the syrup with soda, yeah, and I had to mix it, lil' bitch (Luh syrup)
[01:16.25]This shit like Hocus Pocus, tryna get your money, bitch, you turn to a fan (Yeah)
[01:19.35]Pull up on advance, pull off with the mans
[01:20.95]I'm rocking a Birkin, bitch, it's no Hermès
[01:23.50]Yeah, do what I said, it still don't make sense
[01:24.32]I pop a hundred Perkies, bitch, when I land
[01:26.12]Pull up to Japan, they copy my trend
[01:28.00]I'm fuckin' my money, I flew it to France
[01:29.98]Hol' up, hol' up, I told 'em, “Do that shit again” (Yeah)
[01:34.00]Yeah
[01:35.10]Pull up, ice is fled, no need no coupe, watch you sled (Uh)
[01:38.22]Diamonds on my body, watch 'em dance and watch 'em flip (Flip, skrrt)
[01:41.63]In a Frog-eyed Bentley, pull off on the feds, hol' up (Skrrt)
[01:45.68]I was just swerving and diving the feds (Hol' up)
[01:48.87]Couple of pills and the blick in the whip, pull off on the feds, hol' up (DKanee)
[01:51.85]Cut off your motherfucking ties, your head, your neck, your motherfucking back (Shh)
[01:55.69]Said I'm taking a break, but I pull up, lil' bitch, it's time to attack (Woo)
[01:58.93]We aim for your head, if you gon' die, you die
[02:02.87]Chopper this big, yeah
[02:04.26]Chop up your wig, gon' chop up ya (Shh, shh, shh)
[02:05.95]I'm in the Cullinan, pulling that bitch off the lot, I'm motherfucking telling ya
[02:09.13]Couldn't decide with the Benz, and if we not friends, I never could tell ya (What? What? What? What? What?)
[02:13.20]I was just swerving the lanes in the motherfucking Benz, I never could tell ya (Shh, D-DKanee)
[02:16.04]I ain't even fuck with nobody, I count up my money, I never could feel you (Yeah)
[02:19.20]Yeah, I ran up my money to twenty Ms, bitch, I'm nowhere near you (Uh)
[02:22.87]Yeah, I took this shit to outer-space, bitch, yeah, I'm nowhere near you (Hold on, hold on)
[02:26.27]Yeah, I'm popping the X again, really I'm off of the hose til' I feel again (Yeah)
[02:29.41]For a little of faucet money, we can fill your bag, yeah, we can bring you in (Ah)
[02:32.88]Twenty fifty-fifty fucking seven, yeah, security like the president (Fuckin'gseven)
[02:36.25]Everything on us designer, the watch, the frames, everything is elegant (Yo)
[02:39.41]I really hate everybody, lil' bitch, I'm evil, call me fucking resident (D-Dkanee, yeah)
[02:42.93]I mix the syrup with soda, yeah, and I had to mix it, lil' bitch (Luh syrup)
[02:46.21]This shit like Hocus Pocus, tryna get your money, bitch, you turn to a fan (Yeah)
[02:49.67]Pull up on advance, pull off with the mans
[02:50.89]I'm rocking a Birkin, bitch, it's no Hermès
[02:52.89]Yeah, do what I said, it still don't make sense
[02:54.59]I pop a hundred Perkies, bitch, when I land
[02:56.02]Pull up to Japan, they copy my trend
[02:58.00]I'm fucking my money, I flew it to France
[02:59.98]Hol' up hol' up, I told 'em, “Do that shit again”
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