Yeat – ORCHESTRATË Lyrics

ORCHESTRATË

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"ORCHESTRATË." - Yeat

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 07:14 am

Album: LYFESTYLE

Track No: 07

What else?
On 'em
Lyfestyle
On 'em
What else?
Diamonds, girl, you see these diamonds?
Girl, you see this jet? We on different climates
Yeah, I got this bag, got it 'cause I ain't tryin'
Richer than they family, richer than they mommies
Yeah, hold it up, when you at the club
Hold it up, when you have that gun
On 'em, yeah, pull-up outside, yeah, pull-up on 'em
Now that I got dis bag, I'm high as shit on 'em
Yeah, orchestrate all these diamonds, orchestrate all these lights
Yeah, yeah, are you gone serve these bills? Are you serve these lights?
Yeah, turn up at my show, at least just do it right
Yeah, yeah, we go all night
Yeah, we gone serve these bands, we gone serve this beat, gone serve it up all night
Yeah, they gone serve my drink, they gone serve my cup, they gone serve me all right
I got the Bentley, this bitch got the frogs out back they jumpin' them lights, got 'em tweakin'
We got them guns if you pull-up outside then you out of your mind, you crazy, you tweakin'
I just been out of my lane, been out of my mind I really been out of mind tweakin'
Know that you lovin' these lights, you lovin' this world, we runnin' it back every weekend
Shawty in love with me every time I know, yeah, she leakin'
All of y'all tryna get inside of this lyfestyle world, y'all geekin'
Run it back, uh, every weekend
Know you see I'm gone off in the deep end
You say that I'm bad for no reason
Bitch, I'm back up on 'em
On 'em, on 'em
Diamonds, girl, you see these diamonds?
Girl, you see this jet? We on different climates
Yeah, I got this bag, got it 'cause I ain't tryin'
Richer than they family, richer than they mommies
Hold it up, when you at the club
Hold it up, when you have that gun
On 'em, yeah pull-up outside, yeah, pull-up on 'em
Now that I got dis bag, I'm high as shit on 'em
Orchestrate all these diamonds, orchestrate all these lights
Yeah, yeah, are you gone serve these bills? Are you serve these lights?
Yeah, turn up at my show, at least just do it right
Yeah, yeah, we go all night
Yeah, we gone serve these bands, we gone serve this beat, gone serve it up all night
Yeah, they gone serve my drink, they gone serve my cup, they gone serve me all right
I got the Bentley, this bitch got the frogs out back they jumpin' them lights, got 'em tweakin'
We got them guns if you pull-up outside then you out of your mind, you crazy, you tweakin'
I just been out of my lane, been out of my mind, I really been out of mind tweakin'
Know that you lovin' these lights, you lovin' this world, we runnin' it back every weekend
Shawty in love with me every time I know, yeah, she leakin'
All of y'all tryna get inside of lyfestyle world, y'all geekin'
Run it back, uh, every weekend
Know you see I'm gone off in the deep end
You say that I'm bad for no reason
Bitch, I'm back up on 'em
On 'em, on 'em, on 'em, on 'em

Writer(s): Noah Smith, Javier Mercado, Primo Pepper & Keian B.

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