Yeah, Whatever 2018 Lyrics PD Sweet

Watch them man tryna show off

Meanwhile all our eyes closed

Dey dont want their minds blown

Pussy, peepshow, i know

Still man roll with the biros

Never know when i wont find phones

Still man here wid the og's

Still man here tryna od

Heard 'no' each try. 

So the flow keep time

Still man tryna 

make a nigga know me

Github flow

Bashing the code

Tell the girl there 

push it back to me, woah

What everbody says 

is actually cold

Talking bout shit 

they dont Actually know

We so old skool 

.. facts on a low

Ears so closed 

to the chat on road

Yeah

Back on the scene with

Packs for the fiends, slaps

I got claps for your team

Relax

You know you cant balance on the beam

Facts

I got stacks in my dreams

Yeh

.. You know my bag aint clean

Yeh

... You know my wheels aint chrome

Yeh

... You know my seat aint comfy

But im still gon go

Man on a low

 tryna twist your puff

Proud and loud put your fists all up

Now, you know girl, i miss your love

Dint know how to do it when i did that stuff

From the bottom to the top 

tryna kiss your butt

Only betting half 

cos the result sucks

All man ll stand 

when the pistol busts

.All they tryna do is get rid of us

.All they tryna do is get rid a me

Belittle me i bin being little me

I know you Got more spots 

in the bigger leagues

After the postman deliver me

Yeah

You think you know it all

 like the bosses kids

Looking past you actors watching clips

Even masters bachelors doctorates

Whatever they be chattin they be talking shit

Whatever they be eating dey be gobbling dick

It dont feel the same when you aint got no lips

Why would i wanna listen to your hot bullshit

Stop and watch what the new king did

Yeah I fucked ya bitch at the back of her colleeeege

Fucking beast man living in a forest

All she had to eat today was a sausage

Bed sheets gotta to wash out the orange