Yeat - HeliMAn | Official Instrumental {NO LOOPS}

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crazy accurate remake

[@fijikid_x]

fr. only thing that's different is the snare.

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[@ikGREENY]

@@fijikid_xnah there are deeper organic piano chords too but it sounds more fire imo

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Lyrics: (Yeah) (Woo) Huh, you outside, don't get rolled up Yeah, we on the side (Side) Yeah, you was outside, yeah, you was outside all again (Phew) I got the front door locked, (Woo) uh, you ain't comin' in, hey Bag after bag, on the week (Yeah) Bag after bag, I can't sleep (Bag after bag) Yeah, real geek man, I'm a geek (Yeah), huh-uh (Eh) Yeah, huh, stop sayin' all that you live, huh, stop sayin' you so real, uh Stop sayin' you get money, yeah (Woah), you ain't never see no deal, uh You say you kill everybody (Shh), you ain't never see no kill, huh I like bein' on private jets, 'causе I don't even like feelin' rеal And we send 'em sideways, and we send 'em sideways And we send 'em goin' out the front door on holidays Yeah, we get you fucked up, on curbs on the line way Yeah, we get you fucked up, get bent like an archway (Hey) Bitch, I'm on the beach again, got two M's I'm like [?] again (Hey) I been on these flights again, they might as well call me "Heliman" (Woo, woo) They say how I do that? I told that bitch, "I say ain't elegant" They say I do it different? Yeah, I got too rich, I'm like, "Yeah, man" [Verse] They ain't never see my side, huh, you ain't never see my side (What?) You ain't never see my shooter (Hold up), huh, you ain't never see my view, huh I pull up two by two (Ayy), I pull up two by two (Ayy) I ain't even need no reason, I'm gon' pull out lil' dude (Ayy) They say they wanna chop it like us, yeah, they not no head, man (Chop) You're gonna get X'd out on the cross, yeah, not no red (Cross) Side by side, side, we got big trucks and big guns (Err) They ask where I came from, I'm the holy one Put it on the sun, put it on the moon, yeah Tell me what the fuck you do before you gonna do it Tell me how the fuck I look before you ever suit it I forgot this money on me, I don't ever pursue it [Chorus] (Yeah) (Woo) Huh, you outside, don't get rolled up Yeah, we on the side (Side) Yeah, you was outside, yeah, you was outside all again (Phew) I got the front door locked, (Woo) uh, you ain't comin' in, hey Bag after bag, on the week (Yeah) Bag after bag, I can't sleep (Bag after bag) Yeah, real geek man, I'm a geek (Yeah), huh (Eh) Yeah, huh, stop sayin' all that you live, huh, stop sayin' you so real, uh Stop sayin' you get money, yeah (Woah), you ain't never see no deal, uh You say you kill everybody (Shh), you ain't never see no kill, huh I like bein' on private jets, 'cause I don't even like feelin' real And we send 'em sideways, and we send 'em sideways And we send 'em goin' out the front door on holidays Yeah, we get you fucked up on curbs on the line way Yeah, we get you fucked up, get bent like an archway (Hey) Bitch, I'm on the beach again, got two M's I'm like [?] again (Hey) I been on these flights again, they might as well call me "Heliman" (Woo, woo) They say how I do that? I told that bitch, "I say ain't elegant" They say I do it different? Yeah, I got too rich, I'm like, "Yeah, man" [Outro] They ain't never see my side, huh, you ain't never see my side (What?) You ain't never see my shooter (Hold up), huh, you ain't never see my view, huh I pull up two by two (Ayy), I pull up two by two (Ayy) I ain't even need no reason, I'm gon' pull out lil' dude (Ayy) (Chop) (Cross) (Err)

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finna put my song on this instead of the isolation i did last month 🤦🏿🤦🏿