Released: March 13, 2021
Featuring: Yeat
Songwriter: Luca Malaspina Yeat SeptembersRich
Producer: Luca Malaspina
[Intro]
(Yo Luca, where you at?)
(Duh, duh)
Duh, ask me I say duh
Ask me I say duh, bitch you ask me I say duh
You ask me I say duh, bitch I'm going dumb
[Chorus: SeptembersRich]
Bentley truck, duh (Swerve)
Bentley truck, duh, duh, duh
Bentley truck, duh
Fast as fuck, duh
200 plus, duh
We ran it up, duh
Semi fucking tucked, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh
Test your luck, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
That boy thought he looked up with that fucking vest yeah
Bullets hit your neck up, yeah that fucking headshot
Oh you ain't know your bitch a thot, she ate the whole gang up
[Verse 1: Yeat]
We so upskii
[?] they watching they plotting
That bitch came through and gave me that fucking noggin
[?] sweatsuit yeah thought that I was jogging
Want this money yeah, yeah we starving
Bitch I got the murder munchies I'm a Martian
[?]
Live by the cup
He testing his life boy we send his ass up
Duh, duh, yeah, duh, duh, duh, duh
Heaven, birds in the sky yeah, yeah, fly
[Verse 2: SeptembersRich and Yeat]
Birds in the sky and I'm high, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
That boy tried his fucking life now he in the fucking sky, duh, duh, duh
[?], are you ready bruh?
Duh
[Chorus: SeptembersRich]
Bentley truck, duh (Swerve)
Bentley truck, duh, duh, duh
Bentley truck, duh
Fast as fuck, duh
200 plus, duh
We ran it up, duh
Semi fucking tucked, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh
Test your luck, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
That boy thought he looked up with that fucking vest yeah
Bullets hit your neck up, yeah that fucking headshot
Oh you ain't know your bitch a thot, she ate the whole gang up
(Yo Luca, where you at?)
(Duh, duh)
Duh, ask me I say duh
Ask me I say duh, bitch you ask me I say duh
You ask me I say duh, bitch I'm going dumb
[Chorus: SeptembersRich]
Bentley truck, duh (Swerve)
Bentley truck, duh, duh, duh
Bentley truck, duh
Fast as fuck, duh
200 plus, duh
We ran it up, duh
Semi fucking tucked, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh
Test your luck, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
That boy thought he looked up with that fucking vest yeah
Bullets hit your neck up, yeah that fucking headshot
Oh you ain't know your bitch a thot, she ate the whole gang up
[Verse 1: Yeat]
We so upskii
[?] they watching they plotting
That bitch came through and gave me that fucking noggin
[?] sweatsuit yeah thought that I was jogging
Want this money yeah, yeah we starving
Bitch I got the murder munchies I'm a Martian
[?]
Live by the cup
He testing his life boy we send his ass up
Duh, duh, yeah, duh, duh, duh, duh
Heaven, birds in the sky yeah, yeah, fly
[Verse 2: SeptembersRich and Yeat]
Birds in the sky and I'm high, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
That boy tried his fucking life now he in the fucking sky, duh, duh, duh
[?], are you ready bruh?
Duh
[Chorus: SeptembersRich]
Bentley truck, duh (Swerve)
Bentley truck, duh, duh, duh
Bentley truck, duh
Fast as fuck, duh
200 plus, duh
We ran it up, duh
Semi fucking tucked, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh
Test your luck, duh
Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh
That boy thought he looked up with that fucking vest yeah
Bullets hit your neck up, yeah that fucking headshot
Oh you ain't know your bitch a thot, she ate the whole gang up