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When tha World Ends

Yeat English

Chorus

I got money, yeah, in every spot (Spot, yeah)I got cribs, watches, blicks, and Glocks (Glocks, yeah)I got chains, bonds, cribs, and stocks (Stocks, yeah)I got cars, garages, docks, and yachts (Yachts, yeah)Most y'all not real people, y'all fuckin' bots (Bots, yeah)I got money, I got cribs and watches (Watch me)I got money, I got shit, a lot (Dream, this shit go dummy)Yeah, I'm not from this Earth, I come from the skyYeah, I can't trust no soul, you a fuckin' lieHuh, when the world ends, you gon' fuckin' dieWhen I fly on planes, I'm on private lifeYeah, stab you in your head with a fuckin' knifeYeah, hurt you, end up dead, you a fuckin' spy

Verse

I don't know, I don't wanna knowI don't know about this shit, I don't wanna knowI don't know about this shit, I don't wanna know (Yeah, yeah)I don't go with this shit, I don't know nobody, bitchI don't know about this shit and I don't know you, not my friendI don't know about this shit and I don't wanna know 'til the end (Yeah)Yeah, 'bout all that shit, I don't know 'bout itYeah, I could hear that shit, still don't know 'bout it (Shh)Yeah, two feet in this ship, had no option, bitch (Option, option)That's why I made this shit, that's why I make profits, bitch (Profits, profits)Yeah, had to risk my life, I wanna be poppin', bitch (Poppin', poppin')Yeah, have to risk your life if you wanna make profits, bitch (Yeah, ah)I got God talkin' to me, I feel like a prophet, bitch (Ooh)Oh my God, I got Glocks, I got fuckin' sticks (Money)Oh my God, shut the fuck up, I don't wan' hear that shit (Shh)Oh my God, test your luck, you gon' meet him, kid (Woah)Ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bangJust got them racks on you, bitchBa-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bangYeah, I would die about this shit (Yeah)Ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang (Bang)Yeah, you'd get fried like a pig (Woah)Ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bangYeah, you could die like a bitch (Yeah)Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woahUsed to be high as 'em, kidWoah-woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woahReally be fly as a pigeon (Brr)Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woahReally be cookin' in the kitchen (Skrrt)Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woahHow you gon' always play the victim? (What?)Ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang (Bang)See you get killed, them guns, we got 'em, damnWoah-woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah (Yeah)I been relaxed on them pills (Yeah)Woah-woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woahYou don't know how the fuck it feel (Yeah)Ba-ba-ba-bang-bang, ba-bang (The pills)Yeah, you could die in the fieldWoah-woah-woah-woah-woah, woah-woah (Hold up)Yeah, I'ma always keep it real (Yeah)

Chorus

I got money, yeah, in every spot (Spot, yeah)I got cribs, watches, blicks, and Glocks (Glocks, yeah)I got chains, bonds, cribs, and stocks (Stocks, yeah)I got cars, garages, docks, and yachts (Yachts, yeah)Most y'all not real people, y'all fuckin' bots (Bots, yeah)I got money, I got cribs and watches (Watch me)I got money, I got shit, a lot (Dream, this shit go dummy)Yeah, I'm not from this Earth, I come from the skyYeah, I can't trust no soul, you a fuckin' lieHuh, when the world ends, you gon' fuckin' dieWhen I fly on planes, I'm on private lifeYeah, stab you in your head with a fuckin' knifeYeah, hurt you, end up dead, you a fuckin' spy
What the song means

This song is a braggart's self-portrait. The chorus is a list of possessions: money "in every spot," houses, guns, chains, stocks, cars, yachts. The rapper presents himself as untouchable and claims to come "from the sky," which places him above ordinary people. Behind the flexing is a deep distrust. He says he can't trust anyone, calls most people "bots," and imagines the end of the world as the moment when everyone else finally dies. The repeated "I don't know" in the verses works as a refusal to engage with other people, or with any consequences, beyond the money and the threats.

The verses move from wealth into violence and numbness. The rapper describes risking his life to "make profits," claims divine guidance, and turns to imitated gunfire, with "ba-ba-bang" acting as a sound effect that makes the threats feel immediate. The mood becomes colder and more detached, especially when he mentions being "relaxed on them pills" and tells the listener that they cannot understand how he feels. The closing claim to "always keep it real" is meant to sound sincere, but it arrives after lines that have been cruel and emotionally hollow.

The song ends by returning to the chorus without any real change. That circular structure suggests the persona is trapped in its own cycle of wealth, paranoia and aggression, and that the apocalyptic "when the world ends" is a grim reminder that all of this excess is temporary.

Key phrases explained
blicks
slang for handguns — "Blick" is street slang for a gun, so the line lists weapons alongside houses and watches.
racks
slang for stacks of cash — Used to show off piles of money, as in "just got them racks on you."
bots
fake or inauthentic people — The rapper calls most people "bots" to suggest they are fake, unreal, or easily controlled.
go dummy
to go wild or perform extremely well — Slang meaning to hype or excel dramatically, used here to brag about his success.
poppin'
succeeding flashily — Slang for being successful and showing it off, a key goal in the song's boasting.
Song info
Release date
2026-10-23
Album
Luh Leakyz Vol. 1
Written by
Yeat, sideus, Dream Awake
Produced by
Dream Awake, Yeat, sideus

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