Yeat – LOOSE LEAF Lyrics

LOOSE LEAF

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"LOOSE LEAF." - Yeat

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 03:46 am

Album: DANGEROUS SUMMER

Track No: 03

Woo-hoo
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Crazy, shawty gon' get me happy
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Yeah, we outside, on Bottega, we got mob ties
Goin' kung fu, got kicks up
I got the bitch goin' cross-eyed
I got the bitch suck me sideways
I get the bitch bent in five ways
I'll take your bitch from you, give me bae
I could fuck bitches a million ways
I could do this shit for every day, all of my money on me, baby, heavyweight
All of these bitches wan' pull up and lick it all up, they gon' clean it all up, yeah, every way
Apply the pressure with my foot, we squish you like bugs, we gettin' you tucked, swept under the rug
These bitches wan' fuck, they don't do it for nothin', if these bitches wan' fuck, they do it for us, for one
Ooh-ooh, couldn't tell you what you wanted
Two-tone bitch in the 'Bach, that bitch gon' ride me, she hop, she scotch (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
I know you love me, but it's hard to stay away from me, isn't it, girl?
I know you love me, but you wanna come tell me somethin', yeah, didn't you, girl?
I tried to go and tell you, but you really wasn't into listening, girl
I just went and got a new watch, we just went and left with a Tiffany girl
The drive, it got me crazy, my lifestyle drivin' you crazy
This girl got me morphine crazy
I make too much money, that's why they hate me
Crazy, convertible outside crazy
Got two-tone whip on the side, the bitch wanna flip on the side, go crazy
I ain't ever tell no lie, the bitch got broke boys tellin' you lies
Makin' this money, I'm gettin' so high, yeah
Vision been gettin' so hazy (Hazy)
Makin' this money so much, I got so rich, lil' bitch, I got lazy
I'm goin' two hundred and eighty, I'm on the Autobahn, baby, come save me (Sheesh, sheesh)
Smokin' this bitch like a blunt, I'ma tell this bitch LooseLeaf (Smokin' this)
Smokin' this bitch like a blunt, I'ma tell this bitch LooseLeaf (LooseLeaf)
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Oh, she love these pearls
Oh, she love these Percs
Aye, give me that lighter right there right quick, man
Smoke that bitch, you know, LooseLeaf (Look at us)
Mob ties tight, familiar fee, you feel me? (All the twins)
Champagne glasses up, feet up, Bruce Lee
Think it's safe to say this shit get dangerous, baby, truthfully

Writer(s): Noah Smith, Javier Mercado, Joseph Santino Fenderson, Orin Wyeth Friedman, Raymond Reichenbach & Rafe Nelson.

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