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Yeat - How U Get Like Lyrics

How U Gët Like Lyrics[Intro]
In the arena
2sided goin' crazy
(I like clean, I like fast, I like—)
(Swerve swerve, swerve)
(Yeah, huh, twin)
(Already geekin', how you get like that?)

[Chorus]
(Woo)
How you get like (Woo), oh, woah, how you get like?
How you get that bread, how you get that cash, how you get like that? (Yeah)
How you count that shit, how you stack that shit, how you do it like that?
I don't fuck with these kids, cause they all really goofy, they ain't having a bag (Bag)
I'm gonna the count the lil' shit at the bank and then shit and go "Yeah"
I got all hunnids and fifties and hunnids and fifties, ah yeah (Hunnids and fiftiеs and—)
Sippin' on muddy, the muddy, the muddy, the muddy, thе— yeah

[Verse]
Yeah, I like clean, I like fast, I like model bitches showin' ass, yeah, snowin' coke, showin' ass
Oh my God this foreign car
Oh I got this one, no
Oh my God or some'
This money, it yiesty
Off a bad one
Yiesty, yiesty
You so crazy
[?], good
Push the Bugatti like nun' (Swerve)
Push the Bugatti like nun' (Nun')
Goin' two hunnid and some (Huh)
Countin' this bread like it's some'
I got some demons in my head and I swear that they showin' me love (I can't breathe)
Where you at? Uh, where you slide? (Slide)
Huh, where you stay? Uh, what you like?
Uh, all this cap (Cap), uh, homicide ('Cide)
I can't [?] traumatized
I can't go back on none of the shit I said
I can't go back on none of the shit I did
Can't trust that kid, he broke, he know he a bitch
Can't slide for real 'cause you ain't get no stick
I told lil' bro he gon' pop yo' ass just like you pop a zit
With yo' bitch, and she suckin' dick, she know that I'm the shit
All blue hunnids, all this cash is real, ain't none of this counterfeit
Got new Prada with new season Balenci' that sit right on my fit
[?] switch that with a Perc' because that's what I did
We on opiates every day, bitch, we high just like a blimp
I'on need you [?], cause I'm [?], don't play with him
I'on know what else I could say, but you get stepped on like a stamp

[Chorus]
(Woo)
How you get like (Woo), oh, woah, how you get like?
How you get that bread, how you get that cash, how you get like that? (Yeah)
How you count that shit, how you stack that shit, how you do it like that?
I don't fuck with these kids, cause they all really goofy, they ain't having a bag (Bag)
I'm gonna the count the lil' shit at the bank and then shit and go "Yeah"
I got all hunnids and fifties and hunnids and fifties, ah yeah (Hunnids and fifties and—)
Sippin' on muddy, the muddy, the muddy, the muddy, the— yeah

[Outro]
Yeah, I like clean, I like fast, I like model bitches showin' ass, yeah, snowin' coke