Yeat – No Commënt

Yeat – No Commënt Lyrics

Artist: Yeat
Song: No Commënt

I don’t got no comment (Woah, ha)
(Ginseng)
I don’t got no comment (Woah, ha)
(Dulio, shut up)

Yeah, b#tch, I be touching them bands, that broke boy quiet (Shh, shh)
They never did no drugs, not a day in they life, ha, hey
Got 13 mil’ from the deal, percs so real (Ha, aye)
I don’t be f#ckin’ with nobody (Deep)

How you faking it that you got a song with all of these rappers? (What?)
How you faking that you got the money but you used to cap out?
Yeah, called up Eliantte, flawless diamonds on the beach, watch, I’m surfin’
Yeah, they checking my Feng shui, I don’t got nothing, b#tch I’m off the Earth

Earth, all of my pockets they jumping, they twerk
For sure, I got another M just off the verse
Pockets swollen, run up all my bands, I got my bag
Walked inside this building, f#cked this sk#nk, I f#cked this girl

I don’t f#ck with nobody, not no one, not two, not- (Yeah)
Pulled up out of Paris, fashion week, I’m out here (Uh, uh)
One thing about me, lil’ b#tch, I don’t care about mentions at all (Ginseng)
What the f#ck my pockets on? b#tch, f#ck attention (Dulio, shut up)

Paid my car off in cash ’cause I just felt like it
Pulled up to Paris for the weekend, I just felt like it
Pop a few of these (Sheesh, sheesh), Percs
I don’t sip, b#tch, I got disease (Sheesh, sheesh)

Yeah, it hurt (Sheesh)
Yeah, how you f#cking on a [?]? (Sheesh)
Pulled up with a f#cking wig on ’em (Sheesh)
Glock got a f#cking switch on it (Sheesh)

Got a new ceiling, ’bout to switch on ’em (Sheesh)
30. got a f#cking clip on it (Sheesh)
And my dick got your b#tches lips on it (Sheesh, Ginseng)
And the drum got a f#cking stick on it (Sheesh)

I don’t got no comment (Woah, ha)
(Ginseng)
I don’t got no comment (Woah, ha)
(Dulio, shut up)

Yeah, b#tch, I be touching them bands, that broke boy quiet (Shh, shh)
They never did no drugs, not a day in they life, ha, hey
Got 13 mil’ from the deal, percs so real (Ha, aye)
I don’t be f#ckin’ with nobody (Deep)

How you faking it that you got a song with all of these rappers? (What?)
How you faking that you got the money but you used to cap out?
Yeah, called up Eliantte, flawless diamonds on the beach, watch, I’m surfin’
Yeah, they checking my Feng shui, I don’t got nothing, b#tch I’m off the Earth

Earth, all of my pockets they jumping, they twerk
For sure, I got another M just off the verse
Pockets swollen, run up all my bands, I got my bag
Walked inside this building, f#cked this sk#nk, I f#cked this girl

I don’t f#ck with nobody, not no one, not two, not- (Yeah)
Pulled up out of Paris, fashion week, I’m out here (Uh, uh)
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Release Year: 2022

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