"Give Me A Hell Yeah!" lyrics

[Coyote:]
(Statik Selektah)
Can I get a "Whoot-whoot?" (Whoot whoot)
Can I get a "Whoot-whoot?" (Whoot whoot)
Can I get a "Whoot-whoot?" (Whoot whoot)
(Give me an "oh yeah")

Yeah, pretty Rickies what they call
Make this shit look like it's butter, make it look like mantequilla
Butter finished bagging up the work then play some lotería
Tired of these young bitches, I'm plotting on a tía
I need me a cougar like Vergara Sofía

Open Ziplocs, made the house smell bad
I need to air it out before my kids come see they dad
Open the window, I'm a walking, talking straight red flag
She gon' air when she don't see the signs and let me bag

Yeah, baby, told these labels I got mouths to feed, don't disrespect me (Yeah)
I need ten mil' and up front, and fuck it, add a Jetski (Jetski)
I'm tired of selling soda, I ain't talkin' Pepsi
Makin' beats, start composing like they had epilepsy

My ex fumbled me, I'm off the leash (Leash)
My new bitch listen, tell her jump, she said, "Capishe" ('Pishe)
Varsity jacket, I'm wearin' shit they don't release, sheesh
I come in peace but I'm still packing the piece

Ayo, fuck rap, I'm tryna get the chili, the cheddar
I learned from mi abuela how to flip the mozzarella
The feds tried to lock me up, they cuffed me with my jefa
She almost had my prince, but I ran off like Cinderella

Fly shit, the inside of my whip look like a cockpit (Skrrt)
I went from window-shoppin' to vintage Jacob watches
And I don't give a fuck if the federallies watchin'
I make illegal money, I'm getting paid just to talk shit (Hello)

When you hear me howl, it mean I cashed another check
Man, this ain't chinchilla, this a de coyote 'round my neck (Howl)
Swear to God, my life been turnin' up just how I didn't expect
But this shit didn't come easy, I just overworked the ref' (Ah)

Had to sacrifice my rest (Ah), hella nights I was depressed (Ah)
They said I was the best until I said it with my chest (Ah)
I was broke but I was blessed (Damn), never did I second guess (Nah)
Life's a bitch, I had to check her, played it like a game of chess
I'm yelling

Can't stop, won't stop, yodies in the building, baby
We get down, baby, we get down
Girls and girls a lover
This is for the money, [?], get closer

[Coyote & Conway the Machine:]
Your money young, boy? (Hell yeah)
[?] gun, boy (Hell yeah)
Treat a grown man like he's your son, boy (Hell yeah)
Young boy (Hell yeah), you making funds, boy? (Hell yeah)
I'm laid up on the beach (Yeah) soakin' up sun, boy (Uh, hell yeah)

[Conway the Machine:]
Jewelry too brolic, real nigga, I don't do gossip (Come on)
He died a sneaker head, his body in a shoe closet (Hahahaha)
From a city where they shoot cops and move product
They really robbing, coming to get it if you got it (Shame)
They said I would see riding in a machine (Uh)
The inside was mango while the side of his was tahin' (Woo)
Product of my environment, shit was mean
The only requirements you stay quiet with what you seen (Shut your fuckin' mouth)

Still mackin', silk pajamas, relaxing (Uh-huh?)
Bottle of Cabernet, vibing, Tracy Chapman
See us in the party, we got the straps in (We got)
With switches in them attachments
(Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)

Uh, bust your move if you feel to (Uh?)
You're nobody 'til somebody kills you (Nobody 'til somebody)
Nameless
You a nobody, but we gon' make you famous (Yeah)
Bro get surgical with it, hit everything he aim at

[Coyote:]
Your money dumb, boy? (Hell yeah)
You got a gun, boy? (Hell yeah)
Treat a grown man like he's your son, boy (Hell yeah)
Young boy (Hell yeah), you making funds, boy? (Hell yeah)
I'm laid up on the beach soakin' up sun, boy (Hell yeah)

Give me a hell yeah
What?
What?