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(I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)

Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc, you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flood my red light, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth
Heard you want back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, huh
Some money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the back off lead
I can't even fuck with the same
they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read

I don't give a shit what you sayin', you a goddamn rat (ayy)
Yeah, I like the coupe with the blade and the Benz all black (ayy)
Yeah, I got a blick with the teeth and it bite down back (ayy)
(Yeah, that's right that coupe with the Benz all black, yeah-yeah)

Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc, you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flood my red light, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth
Heard you want back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, huh
Some money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the back off lead
I can't even fuck with the same
they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read

You a goddamn rat, ayy
And the Benz all black, ayy




Bite down back, ayy
Yeah, that's right that coupe with the Benz all black, yeah

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, Yeat reflects on various aspects of his life and mindset. The repeated phrase "everything 'bout this shit come down to real life" suggests that he is grounded in reality and values authenticity. He criticizes those who use drugs, specifically mentioning popping Percocet, and associates it with a certain lifestyle or identity. Yeat emphasizes the pursuit of money, describing how he stacks it up high, making things look "real nice." However, he also questions what it truly feels like to have that level of wealth and material success.


Yeat mentions flooding his red light and flooding his coupe, illustrating his lavish lifestyle and the indulgence in luxury. The mention of being on the phone with his "red eye" suggests a potential reference to a drug-induced state, where he is unable to be truthful or transparent. The statement about someone wanting back like a PEZ is unclear, but it may imply that someone wants to re-enter his life after being absent or detached.


The lyrics continue to highlight Yeat's ability to accumulate different forms of money, big or small. He portrays himself as someone who can easily acquire wealth and is not limited by conventional means. He distances himself from individuals he perceives as rats (snitches or informants) or feds (law enforcement agents) who infiltrate his personal affairs. Yeat expresses his focus on obtaining bread (money) and dismisses the opinions and gender of others, asserting that they will be ignored if they try to interfere.


The second half of the lyrics reiterate the key themes presented previously. Yeat emphasizes his disdain for individuals he perceives as rats, reinforces the image of his all-black Benz coupe, and mentions his blick (gun) with teeth that can bite down. These lines further express his defiance and aggression towards those he believes to be dishonest or disloyal.


Overall, these lyrics depict Yeat's emphasis on realness, the pursuit of wealth, and his aversion to those he deems untrustworthy. They present a glimpse into his mindset, reflecting his experiences and perspectives within the contexts of drugs, money, and personal relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

Everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Every aspect of this situation is rooted in reality


If you gon' pop that Perc, you 'bout that pill life
If you are going to take Percocet, you embrace a lifestyle centered around pills


I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
I accumulate a significant amount of money, making my financial situation impressive


Tell me what it feel like
Share with me the experience or sensation


I went and flood my red light, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I decorated my red traffic light, I excessively modified my coupe car


I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth
I am speaking with my bloodshot eye, unable to be completely honest


Heard you want back like PEZ
I heard that you want to return like a PEZ candy dispenser


I stack it up all ways, huh
I accumulate wealth in various methods


Some money, big money, small money
I possess money of different amounts, ranging from significant to insignificant


I got the bitch out the back off lead
I removed the woman from the backseat of the car quickly


I can't even fuck with the same, they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
I cannot associate with those individuals anymore, as they are informants or law enforcement agents


Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
Why are they all interested in my personal matters? I am solely focused on making money


I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read
I don't care about their opinions, whether they are male or female, I ignore their messages


I don't give a shit what you sayin', you a goddamn rat (ayy)
I don't care about what you're saying, you are an untrustworthy individual


Yeah, I like the coupe with the blade and the Benz all black (ayy)
Yes, I enjoy the coupe car with the sharp design and the black Mercedes-Benz


Yeah, I got a blick with the teeth and it bite down back (ayy)
Yes, I possess a gun with the ability to harm and it has a forceful effect


Yeah, that's right that coupe with the Benz all black, yeah-yeah
Yes, exactly, that particular coupe car is combined with a black Mercedes-Benz




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Written by: Noah Oliver Smith

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@mathewsabater1126

[Intro]
(I-I-I—)
(I-I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)

[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth,
[Post-Chorus]
Heard you went back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small monеy
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can't еven fuck with the same, they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read

[Verse]
I don't give a shit what you sayin', you a goddamn rat (Ayy-ayy)
Yeah, I like the coupe with the blick, but the bitch all black (Ayy-ayy)
Yeah, I got a blick with the teeth and it bite down back (Ayy-ayy)
(Yeah, I like the coupe with the blick, but the bitch all black, yeah-yeah)

[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feel like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth

[Post-Chorus]
Heard you went back like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can't even fuck with the same, they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read

[Outro]
You a goddamn rat, ayy-ayy
And the Benz all black, ayy-ayy
Bite down back, ayy-ayy
Yeah, I like the coupe with the blick, but the bitch all black, yeah



@thecommentor5050

LYRICS:

[Intro]
(I-I-I—)
(I-I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)

[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feelin' like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth

[Post-Chorus]
Heard you want band like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small money
I got thе bitch out the bank off-late
I can't evеn fuck with the same, they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read

[Verse]
I don't give a shit what you sayin', you a goddamn rat (Ayy-ayy)
Yeah, life is cool with the bling, with the Benz all black (Ayy-ayy)
Yeah, I got a blick with the teeth and it bite down back (Ayy-ayy)
(Yeah, life is cool with the bling, with the Benz all black, yeah-yeah)

[Chorus]
Uh, everything 'bout this shit come down to real life
Yeah, if you gon' pop that Perc', you 'bout that pill life
Yeah, I stack this money so high, had this shit lookin' real nice
Yeah, tell me what it feelin' like
I went and flooded my Redeye, I went and flooded the coupe, yeah
I'm on the phone with my red eye, I couldn't even tell you the truth

[Post-Chorus]
Heard you want band like PEZ
I stack it up all ways, yeah
Some money, big money, small money
I got the bitch out the bank off-late
I can't even fuck with the same, they're a motherfuckin' rat, they're a motherfuckin' fed
Why they all tryna be inside my business? I'm just tryna get me that bread
I don't give a fuck what they say, you a boy or a girl, you get left on read

[Outro]
You a goddamn rat, ayy-ayy
And the Benz all black, ayy-ayy
Bite down back, ayy-ayy
Yeah, this life all cool with the bling, with the Benz all black, yeah



@hermirosas7721

No e cambiado
no pienso en dejarlo
Es la verdad más cruda
Esta es mi reliadad
Estas cocas pasas pero no están bien
mírame boca abajo
En el suelo Mi cara en el padimento
La bota del oficial encima de mi
Riéndome de todo esto
Mientras los golpes me
Hacen recordar
Por qué estoy aquí
El frío del suelo en un lugar
Dónde no hay nada
Desconocidos me miran
Me preguntaron por que
La mierda sabe tan bien



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@cartierava2973

Thank you Yeat. I’m a struggling mother and I have 1 daughter. She is 6 years old and she goes to school. She would always come back in a bad mood until today. I came to pick her up and I heard this masterpiece being blast on full volume. My ears were blessed so much it blasted me out the universe. I realized that my daughter would be safe in school with this action. She comes home everyday and starts blasting your music. she swerves the coupe. My life has changed big too. My money is big now and I’m blessed by Yeat. I thank God for providing us with Yeat and Yeat providing us with This. Thank you, Yeat.

@Isaac20333

Bro

@moonthakid

Yeat inspired me to make music

@spqn_ll7479

The song just released 💀💀

@TTVKEONTAETRASH

"The meat riding is crazy "

@nathanflores9504

W comment but goku solos

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@GumzOnTheTrack

Can we just talk about how great this beat is, BNYX literally created history

@maybe.5158

beats like this made daily they just need to shine more light on these goated prods bruh

@mwadplug

IF WE GON POP THAT PERC

@m-god2149

@MWAD PLUG YOU BOUT THAT PILL LIFE

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