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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Yutes
The Yutes
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tristopher Palmer
Tristopher Palmer
Songwriter
Michael Redmond
Michael Redmond
Songwriter
Derrick Ingram
Derrick Ingram
Songwriter

Lyrics

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Bro I ain't mad at you (nah)
The hate in your face jus enough to be glad at you (yah)
But stay in your place my **** put them hands on you (woah)
And fuck up your day with the moves that you
Trace and just take your whole day with the moves that we make
With the shit we embrace you **** better pray and we don't mean to laugh at you
But shit just funny my **** ain't no class in you
Go back to your roots my **** slap the past in you (way back)
But this where it's at and that's where you from
The sound drum you hating on us ma **** you wrong
Right now I'm way way way way way up (way way up)
And Ima stay stay stay stay stay stay up (stay stay up)
And these **** hate hate hate hate hate hate us (hate hate us)
I guess you're a hate hate hate hate hater (hate hater)
They say the old live fast and the good die young
Ima be on this loud and believe that shit strong
I don't smoke off any blunt if I don't know where its from
Only gas in my system n I puff it till its done
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
please don't blow my high
(Put in this work)
Don't blow my high
(swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(get it get it)
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (Ahh!)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (get it)
Santris
Don't get me started
Not tired am yawning
This I was born with
Out here performing
Sipping on corn lik
Oops I mean conyak
I don't whip ponyak
I rather the star shit
Don't hate cuz you want shit
Need me a contract
So my dick hop up off it
On some faster than car shit
Funny how we started with plenty
Now it ain't too many
All shared a dream of making that fetti
But them boys won't too ready
Fuck em i roll up like spaghetti
Want me a house n whip two Chevy
Next time I hear **** hating
Over moves we making
Am getting my lutenients
And he gon find where yo nest be
Might leave a bomb in yo friend seat
Don't blow my high when my medz deep
Cuz we jus grind we don't Breast feed
Fuck yo bitch faster than ten speed
They must have fell outta hate tree
Cuz I know lotta them hate me
But yo until you can face me
Don't blow my high ****
Operater
Naah don't blow my high
**** they asking em why
**** stay with them low eyes
Fuck what you heard nights leaving noply
**** they tripping
**** hate me from a distance
Operater all up in it
Bitch watch me like television
(Yeeaaa)
**** don't step on my shoe
**** ik they get loose
Fuck with a troop
**** they know what we do
Hanging up my nights suit
(Blllll)
Leave a **** with no tooth
All my **** bout that loot
Up in the game leave a bruise
Fuck with them **** they lose
**** tripping but am in it
I ain't gon stop until am finish
But yo bitch want me dig
I dig like a **** cuming in it her
And a **** won't stop
**** crawling to the top
Pussy **** think they hot
Till a **** cock it back & they pop
Watch a **** while he whip
While a **** all up in the kitchen
Got that water but it's not for dishes
**** know I gotta get it
**** wrist hurting cuz a **** whipping
Got the coke I need the yola
Pack moving like a rover
**** tryna tell me stop it
Too fresh like the sofas
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in this work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Swerve)
Please don't blow my high
(get it get it)
Don't blow my high (ugh)
Please don't blow my high
(put in the work)
Don't blow my high (Yea)
Please don't blow my high
(Put in the work)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (Ahh!)
Don't blow my high (swerve)
Please don't blow my high (get it)
Put in the work
Put in the work
Or get put in the dirt
DBMH
Written by: Derrick Ingram, Michael Redmond, Tristopher Palmer
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