Gla**ic - Yessir lyrics

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Gla**ic - Yessir lyrics

[Verse 1: Krave] Walk up in the party and the whole squad flexin' Feeling like Yessir You n***as ain't eating looking like you hella stressin' But I swear I ain't worried Murking all these verses, put the beat in the dirt Putting instrumentals on a shirt k**er with these verbs, with the words I'm the worst Yessir I just wanna roll one up, maybe face me a dub tonight Peddle this audial dope some more; I just might swear I'm the plug tonight Just might take your girl outta her jeans out her uggs tonight Shorty look too down to f** tonight Goddammit Goddammit I love this life [Chorus] Yessir, yessir, yessir She see the squad and she say yessir Yessir, yessir [Verse 2: Ali] Getting high I'm way up I feel blessed Staring at me like I'm next Probably cause I'm next to blow Wait, Ali he that n***a with the fade, woah Ali he that n***a catching fades if you try me Muhammed Ali if he bring it out me Flip a body, catch a body, stack a body If the lady wanna give the toppy extra sloppy I ain't even gone ask her why Ain't gone take it to a [?] Knowing that you're rolling with a king Go ahead, kiss the crown [?] Go ahead, respect the crown you gone eat Ride with this kingdom New Kingz bumping, thumping, merch it Bet it bet it wettest sound, west side n***a Bumping thumping smoking headache blunts Yessir [Verse 3: Lukas G] These boys give you more of the same What's cracking, I'm out in traffic I've been ignoring the lanes Exploring terrain with a torch and a flame I drop rhymes, plot lines like coordinate planes Boost mobile where you at? I know yo coordinate's plain Talk crazy about a king and watch my coordinates change I never drop the ball, never played sports in the rain Did an altar call to get saved from the fortune and fame Yessir New Kingz making sh** pop Know I gotta make a big splash when my sh** drop In this industry you kick a** or you kick rocks Know it's not a big task if you're this hot So go ahead and say you've never heard it like Luke spit it b**h I'm type 2 with it Too sick it's evident I'm writing with an epipen I got this flame in my hand Might co*k back and smite you with it Yessir [Chorus]