Yeat & BNYX® – IM YEAT Lyrics

IM YEAT

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"IM YEAT." - Yeat & BNYX®

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 04:11 am

Album: DANGEROUS SUMMER

Track No: 07

Man, what a day, what a show, man, if you're not invested in to Yeat right now, what are you doin', bro?
If you see the money, that's Yeat
If you smell the money, that's Yeat
If you feel the money, that's Yeat
If you see the money, that's Yeat
If you see the money, that's Yeat
I ain't ever want the Rollie
Bitch, this Rollie wanted me (Yeah)
Bitches changin' like the season
New bitch every week
Get the money been the motto, bitch, I'ma make that my motif
Yeah, all the proof is in the puddin', baby, when she pull up, puddle 'round me
Yeah, so much smoke up in the air when you come inside, baby, couldn't speak
Yeah, and you know I'ma geeker, baby, I'ma do it every day of the week, I'm Yeat
How you doin'? Nice to meet you, but fuck you, I don't need you, bitch, I'm Yeat
Got the chrome wheels spinnin' again
I went shark on this bitch, tell her, "Yam"
Yeah, turn the speakers a lil' louder, baby, hear the music, straight up who I am (I'm Yeat)
If I'm walkin' 'round the city, everybody ask me who the fuck I am (I'm Yeat)
I tried to stay down with the same people but I can't change what I can't (I'm Yeat)
Uh, I'ma pigeon with the money shittin' on 'em, I'ma do it from the sky
She can feel it in her kidney, I'm fuckin' this bitch, I hit it from the side
Two times, tell 'em, tell 'em that it's Yeat
Two times, tried to tell 'em that that's me, yeah
You could never be like us, the only Yeat they got is me
If you see the money, that's Yeat
If you see the money, that's Yeat
I ain't ever want the Rollie
Bitch, this Rollie wanted me (Yeah)
Bitches changin' like the season
New bitch every week
Get the money been the motto, bitch, I'ma make that my motif
Yeah, all the proof is in the puddin', baby, when she pull up, puddle 'round me
Yeah, so much smoke up in the air when you come inside, baby, couldn't speak
Yeah, and you know I'ma geeker, baby, I'ma do it every day of the week, I'm Yeat
How you doin'? Nice to meet you, but fuck you, I don't need you, bitch, I'm Yeat
For a hundred bands, I, I wouldn't even leave the bed
Hold on, watch this, watch life get easy, baby
Come on, when you live like me the shit get breezy, shit get chilly
I just flew out a new bitch, next day, she just came out from Chile
What you want? It don't matter, I'm Yeat (That's Easy)
What you want? It don't matter, that's easy, baby, I'm Yeat
What you want? What you want? Spell it out for me (A-B-C)
It don't matter, it don't matter, it don't matter 'cause I'm, I'm Yeat
If you see the money, that's Yeat
If you see the money, that's Yeat
I ain't ever want the Rollie
Bitch, this Rollie wanted me
Bitches changin' like the season
New bitch every week
Get the money been the motto, bitch, I'ma make that my motif
I'm Yeat

Writer(s): Noah Smith, Benjamin Saint Fort & Jasper Levering.

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