YEAT - THEY TELL MË LYRICS

 YEAT - THEY TELL MË LYRICS

(She tells me, you too much for me, she tells me)

They tell me, you too much for me they tell me

(Shh)

They tell me, when you talk bout me, they tell me

Shut up, bitch, don't tell me

Yea, when we at the club, whole streets outside

Yea, I hit the plug, on the street outside

If I wasn't rich as fuck, I wouldn't be alive

I don't know how I'm alive like I had 2 loans on it, loans on it

I pull-up in the Maybach got 2 tones on it, got 2 tones on it

I put them Bill's on everything like I put them ions on it

No we don't fuck wit them broke boys babe we don't know them

Call on me, like the Maybach pull-up on me

Fall on me, got you pushed down in the deep end

Follow me, even if you couldn't see shit

Yea, slide on me, and the family members RIP him

Salad, with these diamonds

I whipped the Lambo truck all the way out today now its back in my garage

Salad, I got carrots

We got the motherfucking money we pull-up outside and leave em embarrassed

Always impaired, I like sunglasses why you staring

All yo diamonds fake bitch, they ain't glaring

All yo diamonds fake bitch, all yo diamonds

All yo fucking streams ain't playing, yea u fake it

(She tells me, you too much for me, she tells me)

They tell me, you too much for me they tell me

(Shh)

They tell me, when you talk bout me, they tell me

Shut up, bitch, don't tell me

Yea, when we at the club, whole streets outside

Yea, I hit the plug, on the street outside

If I wasn't rich as fuck, I wouldn't be alive

I don't know how I'm alive like I had 2 loans on it, loans on it

I pull-up in the Maybach got 2 tones on it, tones on it

I put them Bill's on everything like I put them ions on it

No we don't fuck wit them broke boys babe we don't know them

Call on me, like the Maybach pull-up on me

Fall on me, got you pushed down in the deep end

Follow me, even if you couldn't see shit

Yea, slide on me, and the family members RIP him

Salad, with these diamonds

I whipped the Lambo truck all the way out today now its back in my garage

Salad, I got carrots

We got the motherfucking money we pull-up outside and leave em embarrassed

Always impaired, I like sunglasses why you staring

All yo diamonds fake bitch, they ain't glaring

All yo diamonds fake bitch, all yo diamonds

All yo fucking streams ain't playing, yea u fake it