Yeat - HeliMAn

You outside, don't get rolled up
You on this side, yeah
You was outside, yeah
You was outside all again (Phew)
I got the front door locked, uh
You ain't comin' in, hey
Bag after bag, on the week (Yeah)
Bag after bag, I can't sleep (Bag after bag)
Real geek man, I'm a geek (Yeah, huh, yeah, uh)
Stop sayin' all this shit, huh
Stop sayin' you so real, uh (So real)
Stop sayin' you get money, yeah
You ain't never see no deal, uh (What, deal)
You say you kill everybody (Shh)
You ain't never see no kill, huh
I like bein' on private jets, 'cause I don't even like feelin' rеal
And we send 'em sidеways, and we send 'em sideways
And we send 'em goin' out the front door on holidays
Yeah, we get you fucked up on curbs on the line way
Yeah, we get you fucked up, get bent like an archway (Aah, ah, ah)
Bitch, I'm on the beach again, got two M's I'm like [?] again (Hey)
I been on these flights again, they might as well call me "Heliman" (Woo,