Yeat – Familia Lyrics

Yeat – Familia Lyrics
Familia
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    "Familia." - Yeat

    Album: 2093 (P2)
    Track No: 19
    When you get the money, yeah, this shit gon' run the world
    Know you love them diamonds, yeah, you tryna see them pearls
    Had to mix it up, I double back and then I swirl
    Bought a brand new crib, this shit gon' sit out way in Europe
    Million for million, building for building
    Billion for billion, la familia ain't feeling ya
    Million for million, building for building
    Billion for billion, la familia ain't feeling ya
    I go tic for tac, I go blick for gat
    You a fat ass rat, you go chit for chat
    I go everything, I go pop and rap
    If you try us, kid, we get you double-smacked
    I'on fuck with not nothing, I'on even know nobody
    I'on fuck with nobody, not nothing at all
    I'm pissin' on this beat, it's like a bathroom stall
    And what you get from me is that no fuck's involved
    I could win a Grammy, still not say a word
    Keep that shit like Drizz, it's all a blur
    That shit for all the dawgs on the earth
    I'on fuck with no pussycats, it get on my nerve
    My diamonds do activities, they could be fucking surfin'
    They could be diamond hopping, could be fuckin' urchins
    Gotta get shit off my chest like it's fuckin' urgent
    Number one worldwide, so we keep it perfect
    When ya diamonds hop the best
    When ya diamonds jumpin' off that bitch and hit ya chest
    When you get this shit, motherfucker, off the press
    When you get that shit, go take that shit all to the press
    When you get the money, yeah, this shit gon' run the world
    Know you love them diamonds, yeah, you tryna see them pearls
    Had to mix it up, I double back and then I swirl
    Bought a brand new crib, this shit gon' sit out way in Europe
    Million for million, building for building
    Billion for billion, la familia ain't feeling ya
    Million for million, building for building
    Billion for billion, la familia ain't feeling ya
    I go tic for tac, I go blick for gat
    You a fat ass rat, you go chit for chat
    I go everything, I go pop and rap
    If you try us, kid, we get you double-smacked

    Writer(s): Noah Smith, Benjamin Saint Fort, Abdul Moiz & Cyrus Spurlock.

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