| Artist | Yeat |
| Category | Foreign Music |
| Genre | Hip-Hop |
| Album | Cocoon EP (Track 7) |
| Released | 2026 |
| Duration | 03:00 |
Rising music sensation Yeat has dropped a fresh single titled "TΓNNIS", adding another dynamic track to his growing catalog.
This latest release, "TΓNNIS", showcases Yeat's unique style and energy, making it a standout addition to any music collection. Its catchy beats and memorable hooks are sure to capture the attention of fans and newcomers alike.
Fans will recognize "TΓNNIS" as the 7th track on the compact yet impactful 7 tracks project, "COCOON". This body of work continues to highlight Yeat's evolving sound and artistic vision.
If youβre looking to update your Playlist with something fresh and exciting, "TΓNNIS" is definitely worth a listen.
Dive in and enjoy the latest from Yeat!
Yeat TΓNNIS Lyrics:
I do what I see fit (Silver), so I told her, "Knock it off," uh
I told her, "Stop it," uh, I told her, "Chop it off," uh
I told 'em, "Rock it," uh, uh, I told 'em, "Send this shit on" (ooh)
Count the money, count the money, bitch, my fingers numb (ooh)
Fuck this bitch, I'll fuck this bitch, I really be goin' dumb (ooh)
Yeah, we take drugs every day so we be numb
I lay back and count my money, I think I won
Don't get lapped up
Oh, she perfect (woo), oh, she perfect
She look better in person
She get nervous, she get nervous
Oh, she wanna go back again, oh, she like fetishes (ooh)
We go back and forth like a game of the tennis did (oh, yeah)
Hope you know this not a game, go 'head, I'm runnin' it (ah)
You say I do a lot of things, but I don't remember it, yeah
I remember, I remember you with her
I remember, I remember one and two wheelie
Driver with a gun on me, I pull up to the city
Yeah, we don't even fuck with these bitches, move your ass like Regal
I be an opic, I'm the hot topic (I'm the hot topic)
I do what I see fit, so I told her, "Knock it off," uh
I told her, "Stop it," uh, I told her, "Chop it off," uh
I told 'em, "Rock it," uh, uh, I told 'em, "Send this shit on"
Don't get lapped up, my life so great
The boy levitated, so, yeah, they wanna grab on
Can't kick me out, baby, no they can't strap us
I'm in a Bugatti, you in a Toyota, can't pass us
Wanna see what you'll do 'bout it
Yeah, I really don't ever think that you step up (err)
I step off of the Bentley truck outside
Suicide doors, leave the Tonkas outside
I was sippin' on Tus' all night
I go back when I thought it wasn't alright
(Yeah, I'm sippin' on Tus' all night)
Count the money, count the money, bitch, my fingers numb (ooh)
Fuck this bitch, I'll fuck this bitch, I really be goin' dumb (ooh)
Yeah, we take drugs every day so we be numb
I lay back and count my money, I think I won
Don't get lapped up
Oh, she perfect (woo), oh, she perfect
She look better in person
She get nervous, she get nervous
Oh, she wanna go back again, oh, she like fetishes (ooh)
We go back and forth like a game of the tennis did (oh, yeah)
Hope you know this not a game, go 'head, I'm runnin' it (ah)
You say I do a lot of things, but I don't remember it, yeah
(Silver)






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