Yeat – 2Planës Lyrics

Yeat – 2Planës Lyrics
2Planës
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    "2Planës." - Yeat

    Album: ADL
    Track No: 18
    I got this guap, this shit gon' shake my fuckin' hand
    I got so much, I got to fly with two planes
    One plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
    Bro, you not the gang, lil' bitch, you don't rock with us
    Get in the chop, gettin' the lay of the land, the big old flop
    Pick up the guap, I got the big old pile of money on top
    I got the shit, won't stop, I got the house and the crib and the watch
    I got the bitch on top, I got the motherfuckin' guap on top
    Uh, one plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
    One plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
    Bitch, you know you not my twizz, you not my mans
    Bitch, you know, had to let you go
    Money on the bed, money on the jet
    Money on the yacht, money on the top
    I got all this guap, I got all this bread
    I can't feel the same, y'all can talk to feds
    Y'all the fuckin' lames, y'all the fuckin' snitches
    Y'all the fuckin' brains, I got everything
    I got all this guap, I got all these bitches
    I got all the money, I get everything
    You don't understand, I got all this shit
    Everything I want, everything I need
    Flexin' when I want, doin' what I want
    Talkin' when I want, doin' what I want
    Pull up to a show, do I wanna do it?
    I don't fuckin' know, I don't fuckin' care
    Every time I wanna fuckin' do it
    I'ma build up in that buildin' and I'll do it there
    I got this guap, this shit gon' shake my fuckin' hand
    I got so much, I got to fly with two planes
    One plane filled with money, one plane filled with us
    Bro, you not the gang, lil' bitch, you don't rock with us
    Yeah, I rock with gang, yeah, I fuck with gang
    Same club, she gon' fuck your brain
    Yeah, these diamonds, they gon' bust, bitch, no fuckin' ring
    Even the skelly gon' bust, gon' bust your brain
    I guess you live your life so dangerously
    The pills, the thrills, the cars, and ecstasy
    But what is life if you can't live your dreams?
    A life of boredom ain't no life for me
    I'm bleedin' out, ooh

    Writer(s): Noah Smith, Lucien Dunne, Javier Mercado & Juan Alvarado.

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