(Trappintori)
I got a yoppa on me, yoppa on me
And i got a choppa on me
If i can't trust u, Then i can't trust my own papa homie
Yoppa on me, yoppa on me
n*ggas eating glockaroni
Imma keep it going cause i know im making guaparoni
Apple in yo throat go away like a hopper
n*ggas keep on laughing like i won't shoot they own father
Scope to yo chest, now they calling me the docter
If im hitting licks, then i know you hitting softer
Yoppa on me, yoppa on me
And i got a choppa on me
If i can't trust u, Then i can't trust my own papa homie
Yoppa on me, yoppa on me
And i got a choppa on me
If i can't trust u, Then i can't trust my own papa homie
Yoppa on me, yoppa on me
n*ggas eating glockaroni
Imma keep it going cause i know im making guaparoni
n*ggas hit a lick, now yo n*gga is a b*tch
Wearing all white but my pocket blue strip
Rainbow ass n*gga talm bout a blue crip
Stalkin on my movement, like a fan, yous a b*tch
Yoppa on me, yoppa on me
And i got a choppa on me
If i can't trust u, Then i can't trust my own papa homie
(Lil $hame)
Pull up with a stick (Aye)
Mr Rain got gucci on his hip
Is 69 a blood or a crip
Ain't f*ckin a hoe with a herpe on her lip
Well fam, got damn, never known someone named pam
And im smoking on this green like im "Sam-I-Am"
Im a killer with this sh*t
Wetter than a damn lamb
And "ILOVEFRIDAY" like that b*tch from pakistan
And im tuning out, all these hoes with no clout
I think yo girl would look better with some teeth in her mouth
But i guess thats just me, ferragamo on my knee
Only shoot from deep, like a gotdamn 3
And im smoking onna trees
Man i hate piano keys
And im sipping on that lean like that sh*t is Ice Tea
Gang!
(MCB Tavo)
7 all on my shirt
400 on my feet
Young boy gotta eat
Imma roll up some sheets
Matter fact im the goat
And if they talk, imma rock em like a boat
Diamonds wet like a float, 20k for a show
And im really witcho hoe, look at my diamonds they glow
Give her good di*k now she limping
And im ballin like the pistons
And my diamonds be kicking
Pull up with a stick like a drummer
And i be ballin, yeah, with no jumper
Gang!
(Lil Ty)
Got a yoppa keep it close
n*ggas talk but dont want smoke
Running up a hill like slope
Breathing heavy, Breathing slow
f*ck a pepsi, i drink coke
Diamonds on me, let em soak
All these n*ggas is real broke
n*ggas frogs make em croak
n*ggas goofy like its mickey
Yo b*tch suck me like hickey
n*ggas want smoke with me
Diamonds so cold like chilly