Um Yea lyrics

[Intro: Offset]
We havin' a check by the way (Hey)
Huh, woo woo woo (DJ Durel)
You feel me? you dig
sh*t look easy, know what I mean
Hey

[Chorus: Offset]
Don't I look like I'm the sh*t lil' n*gga? (Don't I?)
Look at my motherf*ckin' wrist lil n*gga (Eh)
Thought you had hits but you missed lil n*gga (Weuh)
Why you keep starin' at my b*tch lil n*gga? (Why?)
You little n*ggas keep gossiping (Lil' n*gga)
You should go work for the blogs and them (Ha)
Don't f*ck with the gang, they the opposite (Nah)
Pop at them n*ggas, apocalypse (Brrt)
Um, yeah, you cannot stop it (Hey)
Run up that bag, we gon' go get a profit (Bag, bag)
Um, yeah, this no Monopoly (Woo)
But we got colorful money and property
Um, yeah, what's in your pocket? (Huh?)
The pocket rocket, please do not size me (Brrt)
Um, yeah, bored on the private
Boogers look snotty, I'm good on a thotty (thotty)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Uh, yeah, I'm 'bout to get his ass hit (Hit)
Yeah, pay that lil' dime (Bah)
Yeah, if you get knocked for that body (Shh)
Yeah, do that lil' time (Appeal)
Yeah, half of a brick is a nine plus nine, can't show this on Vine (On the low though)
Yeah, most of you n*ggas drop dimes on dimes, you can't do the time (you a ho though, woo)
Elliot got me on blind, I'm blind, I can't see my time (shine)
Yeah, if I'm a gangster my b*tch is a gangster, she ready to slide (she ready to ride)
b*tch I can't face it, I sip on the Matrix, I'm dead or alive (uhh)
If I go broke I'm not asking nobody, I'm ready to rob (ready to kick)
Slob on my knob, canary diamonds, corn on the cob (yellow, ice)
Fifty K sloppy, all in my pocket, call it a Whopper (fifty ball)
Can't kick it, no soccer, birds in the trap still sing like an opera (brr)
Robinson 44 (uh), b*tch take a trip in the chopper
Still ballin' like forty-four, and we still pull up with choppers
Still bustin' off forty-four, you talkin' 'bout guns or the profit (uh)
Yeah, go pick up a bigger load, from Pablo, Rico, and Papi (Rico)
You got them bricks, we gon' hit the door (boo)
I'm in your hood, Robin
[Chorus: Offset]
Don't I look like I'm the sh*t lil' n*gga? (don't I?)
Look at my motherf*ckin' wrist lil n*gga (ehh)
Thought you had hits but you missed lil n*gga (weuh)
Why you keep starin' at my b*tch lil n*gga? (why?)
You little n*ggas keep gossiping (lil n*gga)
You should go work for the blogs and them (ha)
Don't f*ck with the gang, they the opposite (nah)
Pop at them n*ggas, apocalypse (brrt)
Um, yeah, you cannot stop it (hey)
Run up that bag, we gon' go get a profit (bag, bag)
Um, yeah, this no Monopoly (woo)
But we got colorful money and property
Um, yeah, what's in your pocket? (huh?)
The pocket rocket, please do not size me (brrt)
Um, yeah, bored on the private
Boogers look snotty, I'm good on a thotty (thotty)

[Verse 2: Cardi B & Offset]
Bardi, uh
Ain't with the politicking with you, I don't need to vote (nah)
I sell tracks that these tours need for seating rows (packed)
I'm in the spot these whack b*tches is competing for (weak, who?)
Matter fact I'm that b*tch that's really eating the most (hrrr)
I'm with your n*gga 'cause he know just how treat a ho (splurge)
Let's talk money in Spanish 'cause I can speak it in both (díme)
I been ballin' kinda like when Derek Jeter rose (woo)
I'm with the papis with machetes so dimelo (ahh)
Travel with the hitters and you know they keep the pole (baow, baow)
Bye now lil b*tch, you can get pita-rolled (blah)
He kept the ice on my neck and kept that fever low (woo)
[Chorus: Offset]
Don't I look like I'm the sh*t lil' n*gga? (don't I?)
Look at my motherf*ckin' wrist lil n*gga (ehh)
Thought you had hits but you missed lil n*gga (weuh)
Why you keep starin' at my b*tch lil n*gga? (why?)
You little n*ggas keep gossiping (lil n*gga)
You should go work for the blogs and them (ha)
Don't f*ck with the gang, they the opposite (nah)
Pop at them n*ggas, apocalypse (brrt)
Um, yeah, you cannot stop it (hey)
Run up that bag, we gon' go get a profit (bag, bag)
Um, yeah, this no Monopoly (woo)
But we got colorful money and property
Um, yeah, what's in your pocket? (huh?)
The pocket rocket, please do not size me (brrt)
Um, yeah, bored on the private
Boogers look snotty, I'm good on a thotty (thotty)