Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yeen Got It , by - Riven. Release date: 16.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Yeen Got It |
| Yeen e’en- |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Counting up profit |
| I’m flexing when I’m in Austin |
| When I’m in Houston, I’m balling like Harden |
| These niggas know I’m getting money too often |
| Yeah, my diamonds wet, them shits be glistening |
| And they shit talking, but I don’t be listening, no |
| Oh, they keep popping, I’ma just keep dribbling |
| She popped them racks, I support her adrenaline |
| Shit ain’t sweet, lil' nigga, this ain’t cinnamon |
| Get the fuck away from me, bitch, got some distance and- yeah |
| Niggas be clones, they be cloning |
| In my own world, I be zoning |
| I’ma flex hard, Hulk Hogan |
| You niggas fake, stop posing |
| She say «Fuck it,» pop the whole Xan' |
| I’m the type of nigga, bring the hoes in |
| They like «Riven, how the fuck you get this bread?,» I’m like «I don’t know, |
| I just get this dough in!» |
| I’ma get this racecar going |
| I’ma get this racecar going |
| I keep a big bankroll on me and nigga, I put that shit on me |
| I get this money with ease |
| And it’s 'bout money, nigga, who soft?, I’m ready |
| So I keep my head lil' steady |
| I ran a lick to see confetti |
| Choppa 'gon chop a nigga up like a machete |
| Choppa 'gon chop a nigga, I feel like I’m Freddy |
| Getting to the green 'cause I care about my veggies |
| Stop fake flexing, that shit unhealthy |
| Motherfucker, I get the shit until I’m wealthy |
| Who on my level, man, there is not many |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |
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| Yeen e’en got it |
| Yeen e’en got it |