HELL YEA by DEACEASED (Ft. EDDISON & YUNG FLEX)
HELL YEA by DEACEASED (Ft. EDDISON & YUNG FLEX)

HELL YEA

DEACEASED & YUNG FLEX & EDDISON

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HELL YEA by DEACEASED (Ft. EDDISON & YUNG FLEX)

Release Date
Thu Jan 27 2022
Performed by
DEACEASEDYUNG FLEX & EDDISON
Produced by
FONY WALLACE
Writed by
DEACEASED & EDDISON & YUNG FLEX & FONY WALLACE

HELL YEA Lyrics

[Verse 1: Deaceased]
By the way, no we knockin' his hang
I just fucked world, I ain't got no plan
When she call me daddy, but I'm no father
Med like some butter, might fight 'em
But bitch body floatin' in some water like she was an otter
The forage mint
Me on the beat, bitch I'm twitchin'
I got the iron, motherfucker, I lived in the 808
So I think I can't put my dick in it
Seen a cold beat, [?] think I'm an innocent
With the voices in my head, nigga I can't even be independent (Hell yeah)

[Chorus: Deaceased]
I fucked the bitch, ayy (Hell yeah)
Water on my wrist, ayy (Hell yeah)
Thinkin' my kicks, ayy (Hell yeah)
Movin' bricks, ayy (Hell yeah)
Bitch suck my dick, ayy (Hell yeah)
I came with a stick, ayy (Hell yeah)
Does you want a fix? Ayy (Hell yeah)
Try your bitch, puts the wrist up with power
Yeah, Deaceased lookin' like he's Theo, uh
Leave a nigga lookin' for his son, think his name is fuckin' Nemo, uh
That bitch got no head, no emo, uh
See she fuckin' emo, then he [?]
If he wanna fucking goofy
I'ma fuckin' kiss a nigga like it and [?]
Playing cards up with semen, I just fucked the bitch
Before you stuck in the fathom, bitch I'm sending booties
I don't see me ears

[Verse 2: Deaceased]
She said don't fear (Hell yeah)
We are scared, suck your flip, I'll make her body flip, uh
Make his body stiff, I can't talk to nobody, bitch, uh
If he talkin' shit, I'll stick him down, no conversation
How you fuckin' feelin', pussies?
I feel great
Got food on my plate (Hell yeah)
The opps ain't safe
Makin' your [?] wait (Hell yeah)
Take you out (Hell yeah)
Bitch this ain't no date (Hell yeah)
All these jumpin' like just like my [?]
Catch me in the middle like my name was Malcolm
You talk on my name, bitch let's see [?]
I'ma stay, bitch, you can get out gun
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah, ayy (Bitch)

[Verse 3: eddison]
Yeah, yeah
Breakin' it down, breakin' it down
Breakin' it down, breakin' it- uh
Smokin' the opp, smokin' the opp
Smokin' the opp, smokin' the opp
At yo' bucket, I'm bringin' a pot
I just came with a stick and I came with a mop (Okay)
I got yo' bitch, she a thot
Ain't no hookin' the bih' with the damn [?] (Okay)
'Member I used to piss in a pot
'Member I was really tryna stash in the prod (Slatt)
'Member I was really crashin' a lot
Talkin' shit, you gon' get cracked in the mouth (Yeah)
Niggas came through with the PCP (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas came through with the PCP (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas came through with the PCP (Yeah, yeah)
Niggas came through with the PCP (Yeah, yeah)
Like got that, got that, there ain't no [?]
Throwin' these bitches on the way, where's the pot at
Bring yo' bitch, nigga bitch that's mine now
And fuck that, nigga I'm so lit
I'm the goat, nigga I'm the shit
Bitch I'm the goat, bitch I never miss
New opp pack, finna get shit lit
New opp pack, finna get shit lit
Lil bitch boy, get off my dick
I'ma fuck yo' mama, give that bitch a kiss
Peeper poison, bitch, flick the fence
Don't crush the queer like a camera lens
Dead people inside my blunt (Yeah)
Dead people inside my blunt (Yeah)
Dead people inside my blunt (Yeah)
Dead people inside my blunt (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Yung Flex]
It's dead people inside my house
He dead, leave him inside that ground
Yo' dead homies up in my blunt
And yes, I'm finna smoke the whole pound
Like yes, I'm finna smoke that hoe down
You better finna blow the whole round
I'll wet his block up and watch him drown
I cock the .9 and then knock it down
I keep nana clips, I ain't scared of shit, no he scared of shit
I'll blast his shit, ain't no pacifist, I'm the antagonist
I'm mad as shit, know I'm packin' shit, run up, I package it
Like cigarettes, who the bigger threat? I won't let you forget

[Chorus (Slowed): Deaceased]
I fucked the bitch, ayy (Hell yeah)
Water on my wrist, ayy (Hell yeah)
Thinkin' my kicks, ayy (Hell yeah)
Movin' bricks, ayy (Hell yeah)
Bitch on my dick, ayy (Hell yeah)
I came with a stick, ayy (Hell yeah)
Does you want a fix? Ayy (Hell yeah)
Try your bitch, puts the wrist up with power
Yeah, Deaceased lookin' like he's Theo, uh
Leave a nigga lookin' for his son, think his name is fuckin' Nemo, uh
That bitch got no head, no emo, uh
See she fuckin' emo, then he [?]
If he wanna fucking goofy
I'ma fuckin' kiss a nigga like it and [?]
Playing cards up with semen, I just fucked the bitch
Before you stuck in the fathom, bitch I'm sending booties
I don't see me ears

HELL YEA Q&A

Who wrote HELL YEA's ?

HELL YEA was written by DEACEASED & EDDISON & YUNG FLEX & FONY WALLACE.

Who produced HELL YEA's ?

HELL YEA was produced by FONY WALLACE.

When did DEACEASED release HELL YEA?

DEACEASED released HELL YEA on Thu Jan 27 2022.

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