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Kyle - Yes Feat Rich The Kid K Camp Lyrics

[KYLE]
Let's get it
[KYLE & K CAMP]
Yes (Yes)
Shawty know she fuckin' with the best (Shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (Woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref (Leggo)
Yes (Yes)
I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (On my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (Big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (Mess, woo, woo, woo)
Let's get it (Woo)
[Rich The Kid]
Yes (Yes)
I keep racks on me, no, I ain't stressed (No, I ain't stressed)
A hunnid for a show, don't do no less (Hunnid, less)
Pull up on the jet, now she impressed (Woo, woo, woo, Rich)
[KYLE]
Damn, yeah
Shawty know she fuckin' with the man
Yeah, she callin' me like she ain't got no friends (No friends)
Yeah, they sleep on me, they off too many Xans
Skrrt, skrrt (Wake up, nigga, damn)
[Rich The Kid]
Damn (Damn)
Yesterday, the Bentley truck, today, the Lamb' (Today, the Lamb')
I done fucked then blocked a bitch like she was spam (Like she was spam, woo, woo)
I done took my bitch to Bali for a tan (Woo, woo, woo)
Bitch, I'm rich, I'm walkin' 'round with lot of bands
[KYLE & K CAMP]
Get money all day
Even on my off day
Yo' girl in good hands
My crib like All State
Them boys on child's play
I'm who you call, "Bae"
Came to get lit, ho
Treat Monday like a Friday
Yes (Yes)
Shawty know she fuckin' with the best (Shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (Woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref (Leggo)
Yes (Yes)
I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (On my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (Big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (Mess, woo, woo, woo)
Let's get it (Woo)
[Rich The Kid & (KYLE)]
My money blue (Blue)
No cappin' in my rappin', this shit true (This shit true)
You hatin' on a nigga, that ain't cool (That ain't cool)
The way I hit it from the back, I make that bitch say, "Ooh" (Ooh, ooh)
(Let's get it) Damn
[KYLE & K CAMP]
I'm so entertainin'
Your bitch wanna date me
Got so many hoes, I'm surprised I don't have a baby
Shawty think I'm wavy
I'm like fuck you, pay me (Fuck you, pay me)
If we talkin' racks, you know I get that on the daily (Racks)
They be talkin' crazy (Woo)
Niggas think they Jay-Z (Woo)
Swear they bitch Beyoncé but she look like my auntie (Sorry)
Why these niggas cappin'?
I don't know, that shit beyond me
All that fuckin' jewelry on, it ain't hard to find me
Yes (Yes)
Shawty know she fuckin' with the best (Shawty, best)
Logo shit, I feel like Jerry West (Woo, woo, Jerry West)
She gon' blow this whistle like a ref (Leggo)
Yes (Yes)
I got plenty tattoos on my flesh (On my flesh)
Drip on me, I tactical my vest (Big drip, yeah, yeah)
Hunnids everywhere, I made a mess (Mess, woo, woo, woo)
Let's get it (Woo)
Look, down, down, baby
Oh, she goin' crazy
Sweet, sweet baby
Damn, she never let me go
Down, down, baby
Oh, these bitches shady
Boom, boom, baby
You just like every ho