YE (feat. ToneDaUzual & Tito)

Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah
How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah)
How 'bout I pull out the tank?
Bitch you know I'm getting paid
The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye

Tonka too fast, now bitch ima swerve
Big body Forgi's, I'm scraping the curb
Nike the tech so I feel like a nerd
I pop in my city I feel like a perc'
I'm shootin my opps, yeah I put 'em on a shirt
The bitch she wants my love, but nah she don't deserve it

Me and Balance alley-oop
Diamonds on me, on my tooth
Taking the roof off of the coupe, yeah
The bitch want to suck on my juice
You smokin' that bunk, you smokin' that boof, yeah
Me and the gang getting loot
Balenci' my shirt, balanci' my shoe
I hop in that 'gini, I hop in that Bentley coupe

Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah
How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah)
How 'bout I pull out the tank?
Bitch you know I'm getting paid
The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye

Yeah it ain't my birthday, she throwing the cake
Got some Russian ties, they hold the K
She said I'm a star, so I hop in the Wraith
I done iced out a cross and these dudes losing faith
Tone making plays like a coach with no rules
Two twin hoes going back to the room
Two twin sticks in the spot like I'm Doom
Got a problem, kaboom, get sent to the Moon, ha

Lil bitch I'm balling, feel like Walt', won't pass the rock
They talking crazy like they last shit ain't done flopped
Oh, oh, ima pull up in a ghost, ghost, ain't kicking shit, like it's a go-oal
Ain't poker, so why these dudes fo-old, frozen summer, my neck and wrist fro-oze

Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah
How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah)
How 'bout I pull out the tank?
Bitch you know I'm getting paid
The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye

Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah
How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah)
How 'bout I pull out the tank?
Bitch you know I'm getting paid
The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye

Walk in the mall, I spend a hundred thou'
Ain't nothing to me, ima ball out
Spending all this money it don't run out, new chain around my neck, I don't rock no fake gold
When I walk in, know my name
Came for the bag, yeah not the fame
Stick with the crew fuck the lames

Money going in, money going out
Spending all this money, forgot how to count
Rolling that Heavenly, we smoking on loud
Don't hit my line if it's not about that paper
Getting my bag, and I save for later
Hundreds on hundreds, you know how it be
Getting my bag, and it's all for me
Lil Tito on the mic, all you get from me

Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah
How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah)
How 'bout I pull out the tank?
Bitch you know I'm getting paid
The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye

Bitch ima step out the bank, yeah
How 'bout I pull out the drac'? (Woah)
How 'bout I pull out the tank?
Bitch you know I'm getting paid
The bitch want my love, the bitch want to stay
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye

Like Ye
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye
Yeah
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye
Life of the party, I feel like I'm Ye