Run Thëy Mouth V2 versuri

Run Thëy Mouth V2 lyrics by Yeat

Chorus
When you level up, you get the money like it’s Follywood, and when you get that money, will you come up out that?
When you level up, you get that money like it’s Follywood, and wouldn’t you get surprised with this shit?
Wait, huh, I don’t like surprises at all
Just got off that billion-dollar call
Told the coach to put me in ‘cause I’m just tryna ball
I go up in every season, even in the fall
I won’t talk about ‘em, I just cut ‘em off
But they love to talk about me, love to run they mouth
Yeah, you love to run your mouth, but you ain’t said shit
And you quick to say you’d do it, but you never did
If you talking to a god, keep it short and quick (Shh)
I’m busy living all this life that you’ll never live
And y’all dick sucking, take my balls out your mouth
I got four rings, four albums, bitch, I’m out
I was alive for 4L, but it’s up to me for after now
You red, you need to take a breath before you pass out
Yeat

Post-Chorus
Yeah, uh, and these diamonds on ‘em
When I walk inside this bitch, I feel like Stevie Wonder
I can’t see nobody, nobody can see me
But everything I do is done in 3D
After everything I did, I know they need me
I don’t ever wish ‘em well, I just hope they bleed (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I just hope you bleed
My body fiending for some dopamine

Verse
You always talking but I ain’t heard a thing (I ain’t heard shit)
You always talking behind that fucking screen
They told me, „Yeat, go do your fuckin’ thing”
Get your money up, bitch, you can’t fuck with me
Hundred bands, not a fucking dub, you a scrub, get swept under rug, get you squished like bug on ‘em
Yeah, I don’t need no love, I just need a tug, I just need my drugs, I’m fucked up and I fucked up on ‘em

Chorus
When you level up, you get that money like it’s Follywood, and when you get that money, will you come up out that?
When you level up, you get that money like it’s Follywood, and wouldn’t you get surprised with this shit?
Wait, huh, I don’t like surprises at all
Just got off that billion-dollar call
Told the coach to put me in ‘cause I’m just tryna ball
I go up in every season, even in the fall
I won’t talk about ‘em, I just cut ‘em off
But they love to talk about me, love to run they mouth
Yeah, you love to run your mouth, but you ain’t said shit
And you quick to say you’d do it, but you never did
If you talking to a god, keep it short and quick
I’m busy living all this life that you’ll never live
And y’all dick sucking, take my balls out your mouth
I got four rings, four albums, bitch, I’m out
I was Alivë for 4L, but it’s Up 2 Më for Aftër Now
You red, you need to take a breath before you pass out
Yeat

Post-Chorus
Yeah, uh, and these diamonds on ‘em
When I walk inside this bitch, I feel like Stevie Wonder
I can’t see nobody, nobody can see me
But everything I do is done in 3D
After everything I did, I know they need me
I don’t ever wish ‘em well, I just hope they bleed
Yeah, I just hope you bleed
My body fiending for some dopamine