Kevin Gates - Yeaa lyrics

[Intro: Starlito] Don't matter just don't bite it, and don't spill my cup And I don't want the bottle unless they sell mine up She wanna f** in my car, so we f**ed in the trunk Mr. Officer you handcuffin' or what? [Bridge: Starlito (x2)] For hundred dollar two liter I pour that sh** up I owe this n***a, but I don't give a f** Just made sixty off the road damn right, I scrape this sh** up Goin' back and forth that [?] I'm in grade with the plug [Pre-Hook: Starlito] Take what they want, they think I play for the son I come from straight runnin' guns, my heart don't play one on one I sip that drink till I'm numb, and I'm impatiently dumb Like once our dude calls you an Uber you can stay 'till they come [Hook: Starlito (x2)] Your ho just smoke up your gra** sh**, your last sh** Just been spent sixty racks on Texas, just last year Got me back sellin' bag sh**, no half sh** Pourin' hot take off the gla** yeah, don't know how I ain't crashed yet [Verse 2: Kevin Gates] When [?] all the youngins go to stickin' sh** up Outside with that iron while they clinkin' the club Booty plump, she got trunk, shawty shakin' her rump I've been gone a couple months tryin' to see what is what [?] No matter what I swear I love her to d**h When I was f**ed up all the girls, she was the only one there Quarter chicken got delivered got it thrown on the scale When the money go flippin' all the herb go to hell Ya tell her oh well, get weed from somebody else Designer stitching on my denim you could tell by the belt Vacuum suction on the [?], lips murdered the blunt By the time you go to hit it ain't the sh** for your lungs [Hook: Starlito (x2)]