Goin Back 2 Ella Lyrics in English Yeat
Below, I translated the lyrics of the song Goin Back 2 Ella by Yeat from French to English.
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I just hit NY
I just hit NY
And you know I was on a private jet flight
And you know I was on a private jet flight
Going back to LA, going back to LA, yeah
Going back to LA, going back to LA, yeah
Yeah, yeah, finna go hit LA
Yeah, yeah, finna go hit LA
Finna call my twizz up, yeah
Finna call my twizz up, yeah
Finna go back to re-up, yeah
Finna go back to re-up, yeah
Finna go back
Finna go back
Going back to LA bitch, I'm going back to LA
Going back to LA bitch, I'm going back to LA
I spent a week in NY, but
I spent a week in NY, but
I'm going back to LA, going back to LA
I'm going back to LA, going back to LA
Yeah, I got some pints on the way
Yeah, I got some pints on the way
And some Percs on the way
And some Percs on the way
So I'm going back to LA
So I'm going back to LA
I got a couple of vibes that's gon' slide
I got a couple of vibes that's gon' slide
To the crib and eat a lil' supper
To the crib and eat a lil' supper
Yeah, I woke up when it's night
Yeah, I woke up when it's night
Finna boot off this X and go to
Finna boot off this X and go to
Sleep when I see the sun
Sleep when I see the sun
I hit the double R dealership
I hit the double R dealership
I got a Rolls Royce umbrella
I got a Rolls Royce umbrella
Yeah, bring back the coupe
Yeah, bring back the cut
I ain't feeling it
I ain't feeling it
High with the gods, then I'm up 'til infinity
High with the gods, then I'm up 'til infinity
Yeah, Maison Margiela that bitch
Yeah, Maison Margiela that bitch
I went and put paint on her face
I went and put paint on her face
All of my twizzies been running this
All of my twizzies been running this
Shit the fuck up every day
Shit the fuck up every day
They can't keep up the pace
They can't keep up the pace
I'm in a mansion by myself
I'm in a mansion by myself
And the cologne came from YSL
And the cologne came from YSL
Fucking this bitch up in any room
Fucking this bitch up in any room
She can't contain herself
She can't contain herself
Yeah, bitch, you know what's going on
Yeah, bitch, you know what's going on
bitch, you know who going up
bitch, you know who's going up
Yeah, all my brothers know it's up
Yeah, all my brothers know it's up
Yeah, bitch, I always run it up
Yeah, bitch, I always run it up
Yeah, bitch, all that ain't nothing to us
Yeah, bitch, all that ain't nothing to us
Bitch, all I do is run it up
Bitch, all I do is run it up
Yeah, bitch
Yeah, bitch
I took the coupe to the telly and valet
I took the coupe to the telly and valet
Bitch, I came out the beast like I'm in Belly
Bitch, I came out the beast like I'm in Belly
All of my diamonds is flawless
All of my diamonds are flawless
I left the bank, I ain't make no deposit
I left the bank, I ain't make no deposit
You would've thought my twizzy went off his
You would've thought my twizzy went off his
Mop pulling up with a 556
Mop pulling up with a 556
And you would've thought I would've
And you would've thought I would've
Been the one that died
Been the one that died
But the gun got the tit's on it
But the gun got the tit's on it
I only rap 'bout the shit that I do, I live
I only rap 'bout the shit that I do, I live
I sip on the Wock', I don't sip on no Pibb
I sip on the Wock', I don't sip on no Pibb
i can't even say that they fell off
i can't even say that they fell off
'cause they ain't even get on
'cause they ain't even get on
Yeah, they wanna sit back and talk they shit
Yeah, they wanna sit back and talk they shit
They don't got nothing to piss on
They don't got nothing to piss on
Called up Eliantte, canary diamonds
Called up Eliantte, canary diamonds
All them pissed on
All them pissed on
Called up my wrists and told 'em I'm
Called up my wrists and told 'em I'm
Finna put a hundred thousand on 'em
Finna put a hundred thousand on 'em
Yeah, my AP speaking in French
Yeah, my AP speaking in French
That bitch got baguettes on it
That bitch got baguettes on it
I ain't rocking no twenties, no fifties, no
I ain't rocking no twenties, no fifties, no
Old hundreds, yeah, new blue hundreds, yeah
Old hundreds, yeah, new blue hundreds, yeah
All that's on me
All that's on me
I done lost my grills
I done lost my grills
Called the tooth fairy up and
Called the tooth fairy up and
Took a loss on it
Took a loss on it
Yeah, I ain't in no telly, I'm
Yeah, I ain't in no telly, I'm
In the belly, in Corvette
In the belly, in Corvette
Let's floor the gas now
Let's floor the gas now
Who is your brodie? Why they capping 'bout
Who is your brodie? Why they capping 'bout
They rapping? They ain't even live 'bout
Are they rapping? They ain't even live 'bout
yeah, I been doing this shit
yeah, I been doing this shit
For so damn long, i done learned everything
For so damn long, I did learned everything
Going back to LA
Going back to LA
Yeah, bitch, I'm going back to LA
Yeah, bitch, I'm going back to LA
I spent a week in NY, but
I spent a week in NY, but
I'm going back to LA, going back to LA
I'm going back to LA, going back to LA
Yeah, I got some pints on the way
Yeah, I got some pints on the way
And some Percs on the way
And some Percs on the way
So I'm going back to LA
So I'm going back to LA
I got a couple of vibes that's gon' slide
I got a couple of vibes that's gon' slide
To the crib and eat a lil' supper
To the crib and eat a lil' supper
Yeah, I woke up when it's night
Yeah, I woke up when it's night
Finna boot off this X and go to
Finna boot off this X and go to
Sleep when I see the sun
Sleep when I see the sun
I hit the double R dealership
I hit the double R dealership
I got a Rolls Royce umbrella
I got a Rolls Royce umbrella
Yeah, bring back the coupe
Yeah, bring back the cut
I ain't feeling it
I ain't feeling it
High with the gods, then I'm up 'til infinity
High with the gods, then I'm up 'til infinity
Yeah, Maison Margiela that bitch
Yeah, Maison Margiela that bitch
I went and put paint on her face
I went and put paint on her face
All of my twizzies been running this
All of my twizzies been running this
Shit the fuck up every day
Shit the fuck up every day
They can't keep up the pace
They can't keep up the pace
I'm in a mansion by myself
I'm in a mansion by myself
And the cologne came from YSL
And the cologne came from YSL
Fucking this bitch up in any room
Fucking this bitch up in any room
She can't contain herself
She can't contain herself
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