Yeah Yeah Vtsärs
J.M.K.E. Lyrics


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Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah
I can't ever stop 'cause I'm stuck on go
Swerving in that coupe I almost lost control
Just seen two pairs of Endless jeans and I copped 'em both
Yeah, yeah
My wrist is too flooded can't do some about it
Yeah, yeah
That bitch all on me, 'cause I'm fucking clouted
Yeah, yeah
That boy is a pussy and he ain't fucking 'bout it
Yeah, yeah
I was down bad then I sprouted
I said open up the coupe, it's widebody
Inflate it
Why this bitch all on me
I ain't even famous
I'm too solid I'm too real
Hell nah I can't switch
That bitch got good brain today
Like she went to Cambridge
Bitches they be talking
I'm like why you still taking still
I'ma need a couple mills
Before I touch a Richard Mill
Told my bro don't crack no seal
I walk in fully racked for real
Hop in Saks Fifth and I spend his deal
Yeah I'm way too real
I been in the coupe
Finna drop the roof
Hundreds bitch I blew
All these hundreds blue
That ain't nothing new
Band right on my shoes
I'm like what it do
Bitch you better move
I be looking at the moon
Wonder what the sky can bring
She just wanna kick it with me
Bitch this ain't the soccer team
Nowadays I don't trust nobody, yeah
They plot on me
Pull out my hundreds and flex 'em
It's some they gotta see
I be wondering why you gone
I be stuck like where the fuck you went
My hundreds bitch they come and go
My racks they blue this shit I spent
Two face bitch like Harvey Dent
Spent twenty racks but I barely spent
Get this shit over, no vent
Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Woah, woah
I can't ever stop 'cause I'm stuck on go
Swerving in that coupe I almost lost control
Just seen two pairs of Endless jeans and I copped 'em both
Yeah, yeah
My wrist is too flooded can't do some about it
Yeah, yeah
That bitch all on me, 'cause I'm fucking clouted
Yeah, yeah
That boy is a pussy and he ain't fucking 'bout it




Yeah, yeah
I was down bad then I sprouted

Overall Meaning

The song "Yeah Yeah Vtsärs" by J.M.K.E. is a braggadocio rap song. The lyrics boast about the rapper's wealth, status, and appeal to women. The opening lines repeat "Yeah, yeah" several times, implying that the rapper is confident in his abilities and success. The subsequent lines describe the rapper's material possessions, including expensive clothing, a flashy car, and a luxurious lifestyle. The rapper is dismissive of rivals, calling them "pussy" and claiming to be the better alternative. He reflects on his past struggles and how he has overcome them to become successful.


The song is typical of trap music, a subgenre of hip-hop characterized by its intense beats, aggressive lyrics, and focus on material success. The lyrics of "Yeah Yeah Vtsärs" are repetitive, but that's a hallmark of trap music, where the focus is on the beat rather than the words. The song mainly celebrates the rapper's self-made success and his ability to attract women.


Overall, "Yeah Yeah Vtsärs" is a song that glorifies wealth, fame, and success, and it does so in a way that resonates with its target audience.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, yeah
Expressing the feeling of excitement, enthusiasm, or agreement


Oh
An expression of surprise, astonishment or awe, in a low tone


Woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
Expressing surprise, disbelief, or excitement in a higher tone


I can't ever stop 'cause I'm stuck on go
I cannot stop my hustle because I'm always motivated


Swerving in that coupe I almost lost control
Driving fast in a luxurious car and almost losing control


Just seen two pairs of Endless jeans and I copped 'em both
Seeing two pairs of expensive jeans and buying them immediately


My wrist is too flooded can't do some about it
My wrist has too many expensive jewels, and I can't take them off


That bitch all on me, 'cause I'm fucking clouted
That girl is all over me, because I'm famous


That boy is a pussy and he ain't fucking 'bout it
That guy is weak and not gangster enough


I was down bad then I sprouted
I was once broke, but now I'm successful


I said open up the coupe, it's widebody
I told someone to open the luxurious car, which has a wide, sleek shape


Inflate it
To make the car seem bigger, better, or greater than it actually is


Why this bitch all on me
I'm questioning why this girl is showing so much attention to me


I ain't even famous
I'm saying that I am not that famous


I'm too solid I'm too real
I'm a genuine person and can't pretend to be something I'm not


Hell nah I can't switch
I can't change my personality or how I act


That bitch got good brain today
That girl is smart and knows how to talk to me


Like she went to Cambridge
She is so smart that she could have gone to a prestigious university like Cambridge


Bitches they be talking
Girls talk a lot about unnecessary things


I'm like why you still taking still
I'm wondering why girls still care so much about gossip and rumors


I'ma need a couple mills
I'm going to need a couple of million dollars


Before I touch a Richard Mill
I won't buy a luxury watch brand, Richard Mille, until I have enough money


Told my bro don't crack no seal
I told my friend not to break the seal (on drugs or alcohol)


I walk in fully racked for real
I walk in wearing all of my expensive clothing and jewelry


Hop in Saks Fifth and I spend his deal
I go into the high-end department store, Saks Fifth, and spend all of my money


Yeah I'm way too real
I am an authentic, genuine person and always remain true to myself


I been in the coupe
I have spent time driving my luxurious car


Finna drop the roof
I'm getting ready to open the roof of my car


Hundreds bitch I blew
I spent a lot of money


All these hundreds blue
I have a lot of brand new hundred dollar bills


Band right on my shoes
I have an expensive watch on my shoes


I'm like what it do
I'm asking what's going on


Bitch you better move
You better get out of my way


I be looking at the moon
I spend time looking at the moon and contemplating life


Wonder what the sky can bring
I'm curious about what the future holds


She just wanna kick it with me
She just wants to hang out with me


Bitch this ain't the soccer team
I'm saying that she can't just hang out with me like it's a casual soccer game or social event


Nowadays I don't trust nobody, yeah
I'm saying that in today's world, I don't trust anyone


They plot on me
People are trying to set me up or take advantage of me


Pull out my hundreds and flex 'em
I show off my money and success by pulling out my money (bills) and flexing my arm


It's some they gotta see
People need to see my wealth and success


I be wondering why you gone
I'm wondering why someone I care about is no longer around


I be stuck like where the fuck you went
I'm saying that I'm confused and frustrated about where that person went


My hundreds bitch they come and go
Money is something that can easily come and go for me


My racks they blue this shit I spent
I spent a lot of money on this expensive clothing item or jewelry piece


Two face bitch like Harvey Dent
The person is two-faced, like the character Harvey Dent from Batman


Spent twenty racks but I barely spent
I spent $20,000, but it doesn't really seem like a lot to me


Get this shit over, no vent
I want this situation to be over and done with, without any explanation or discussion




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Written by: Dominic Sokolowski

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