Yeezy season approaching
F*** whatever y'all been hearing
F** what-, f** whatever y'all been wearing
A monster about to come alive again
Soon as I pull up and park the Benz
We get this b**** shaking like Parkinsons
Take my number and lock it in
Indian hair, no moccasins
It's too many h**s in this house of sin
Real ni**a back in the house again
Black Timbs all on your couch again
Black d*** all in your spouse again
And I know she like chocolate men
She got more niggas off than Cochran, huh?
On sight, on sight
How much do I not give a f***?
Let me show you right now 'fore you give it up
How much do I not give a f***?
Let me show you right now 'fore you give it up