Young Dolph – “Yeeh Yeeh”

Rapper, Young Dolph goes all-in on the BandPlay-produced “Yeeh Yeeh” track. Watch the visualizer listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Young Dolph Yeeh Yeeh

There’s something about Young Dolph’s cadence that simply lends itself well to a hard-hitting instrumental. The Paper Route Empire’s sneering baritone carries a certain authority, one that commands attention even in short doses. And though his new single “Yeeh Yeeh” clocks in at a little over two minutes in length, Dolph makes the most of the blink-and-you-missed-it runtime.

Fueled by a dark and ominous instrumental by BeatPlay, Dolph proceeds to move at his own methodical pace, exuding the presence of Omar sauntering down the block in The Wire. That’s not to say his mindstate is always perpetually clear. Case in point, his opening bars. “Don’t know how I made it home last night, everything a blur, Hallucinating, can’t remember shit, drunk too much syrup,” he spits. “Doin’ one-thirty down Bellevue, fucked ’round and scraped the curb / My finger on the trigger, why? cause I got bad nerves.”

Young Dolph – Yeeh Yeeh (prod. BandPlay)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
(Let the band play)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

[Verse 1]
Don’t know how I made it home last night, everything a blur (Damn)
Hallucinating, can’t remember shit, drunk too much syrup (Damn)
Doin’ one-thirty down Bellevue, fucked ’round and scraped the curb (Woah)
My finger on the trigger (Why?), ’cause I got bad nerves (Okay)
She say she a bartender (What else?), but she just love to twerk
She say can I be her dinner? And she love chocolate dessert
I buy cars like they bicycles, don’t make your next car a hearse
Can’t nobody count faster than me, I’m a motherfuckin’ nerd
I stand on top of shit, I stamp that, that’s my motherfuckin’ word
Hit my blunt, then take a sip, hit the blunt ‘gain, and then I swerve
Got so high, I bought a parrot, woke and forgot I had a bird (Hold up)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I been super lit since a jit, that’s why you can’t tell me shit (Naw)
I can’t trust nobody, I mean nobody, and I can’t love no bitch (Never)
Dolph about his money, hell yeah, he don’t play that (Play that)
My son went to school today in the back of the Maybach (For real, though)
I don’t pass my blunts, I roll one up, then I’ma face that (Yeah)
Hit him where it hurt and smash his bitch and tell him take that (It’s Dolph)
Come through in a different foreign every time, I know they hate that (It’s Dolph)
You love savin’ these hoes, don’t you, pussy? Where your cape at? (Yeah, yeah), hah
Gucci North Face boots (Uh), tall nigga in a coupe (Uh)
Bust the Richard down blue (Uh), fuck you, you, and you (Yeah)
Shots fired out the roof (Fah, fah)
Fake friends become worse enemies and that’s between me and you (Ayy)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah

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