Tru Wealth - Hyyah (Lyrics)

Chorus

That dope kick like , HYYAH

Got that shit from Jose

Send you back to Allah

You know that we don't play

It's automatic

For Yall it's tragic

IBrought a pack n

Was quarter backing

 I got a sack In

And started rapping

And all a sudden

these hoes is vacuums

Cmon they lackin

U should be Baskin's

U gotta get some

With all that askin

IG flexin

Silly bastard

Hungrier than

Children Africa

Bridge 1

I heard these niggas hating

Tell me eat my shorts

All my nights get greasy

Like the shits a sport

That dope kickin like karate

My closets a safari

We turning up the party

And we bringing a whole army

That dope kick like , HYYAH

Got that shit from Jose

Send you back to Allah

You know that we don't play

I'm sorry for em

I gotta ignore em

Cuz yall shit boring

It had me snoring

And while I'm touring

And all YALL waring

My whole team scoring

And album soaring

My bitch is vicious

And she likes bitches

And she go gets em

And she looks innocent

But she's a vixen

And I'm a witness

Can't post no pictures

Cuz that be snitching

Bridge 2

I heard these niggas hating

Tell me eat my shorts

All my nights get greasy

Like the shits a sport

That dope kickin like karate

My closets a safari

We turning up the party

And we bringing a whole army

Chorus

That dope kick like , HYYAH

Got that shit from Jose

Send you back to Allah

You know that we don't play