[Hook]
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
Play with me and that's yo ass
All my b*tches bad and yo b*tches up for grabs
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
Smokin' on that yeah, clutchin' on that yeah
Run up on me ima blast
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
[Verse 1]
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I creep up on you with no mask
And I ain't talking bout no gas but when i smoke you you goin gag
b*tch you better clear the path, cuz I'm murking when the sun down
Got my gun out
Its like one out
I ain't talking bout no shoes when I say baby pull them pumps out
We don't fight we shoot on site
f*ck a drive by we do run downs and he took too long to dump out when we jumped out now he done now
b*tch its Flame Gang and Young Money
Ion give a f*ck bout none
(Cough) f*ck this that Withdrawals hold on let me put this blunt out and let me put this cup down
It's Mr. BrazyFlow
They should recall me in the nut house
f*cka might pass me yo b*tch
I bout to rock out with my c*ck out
Knock her pus*y out the park I'm in the dugout with my nuts out
[Hook]
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
Play with me and that's yo ass
All my b*tches bad and yo b*tches up for grabs
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
Smokin' on that yeah, clutchin' on that yeah
Run up on me ima blast
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
[Verse 2]
I just got my checks up, now I need a check up
Cuz I puke on these beats and can't nobody clean my mess up
Drop the top and roll a fat one
Grab the swisher you roll that one
Give me head I f*ck yo weave up take this 100 get yo hair done
And these blunts kickin' my ass I'm getting jumped I need a fair one
And I do this for the east side where we flamed up like a flare gun
Got two b*tches trynna pair up
Told my di*k just let them share us
Eat her out just give me brain, food for thought now pull my chair up
Man I hope you say your prayers, but I'm thuggin' to Hellcome
Bout to bring my city back, just thank me later b*tch you welcome
I be shinnin' beamin' glossin'
And big timin' stuntin' and flouncin'
Lamborghini sittin' on Jordans with two more in my garage
[Hook]
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
Play with me and that's yo ass
All my b*tches bad and yo b*tches up for grabs
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
Smokin' on that yeah, clutchin' on that yeah
Run up on me ima blast
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
b*tch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah