Go Yayo

"Rockstar (No Hook)"

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Rock out, uh, we like to rock out
Pull down on your block with the choppas and pop out
We tryna blow the whole block out, uh
And I want the smoke, I ain't finna cop out
He rapping sh*t that he not 'bout, uh
n*gga get hit when the block rounds
I'm finna blow with a countdown
We play with Glizzys and Dracos
I just might give him a halo, uh
We in the field like we playing Halo
.40 gon' f*ck up his face, uh
Come here lil' b*tch, gimme your face
She like, "Stunna, man, I taste it", uh
I bet that Glock send him up like prayers
Stunna calling shots, b*tch, I'm the mayor (Gang, gang)

[Verse 2: Go Yayo]
f*ck a guitar, we gon' rock out with chops out
Walk up on him, we gon' hop out with Glocks out
Huffin' you would say I work at [?]
They smoking OG 93, this that knockout (OG)
pus*y ass n*gga just talk loud
I thought he was G but he sweet, n*gga ran when we popped out (Newm)
I was broke but it's them bands that I got now (Big racks)
Huffin' we on top now (Gang)
Mostly, I put your b*tch on the addy, she geek-geeked
So many hoes in my trap, like freak meet (Freak)
Pulled that di*k out and she chew it like CiCi's (Huh)
Cuffin' that ho and that bih wanna eat me
I'm live from the trap, real street meet
Straight from Lil' Vegas, talk fast like a [?]
[?] got a lil' cash, lil' boy I can't beef with
Talking gangsta, we gon' see when that heat hit you

[Verse 3: DaBaby]
Shh, why would you say it? 'Cause I got a Glock on the stage (Huh)
Made that b*tch mad (Why?), I put that .45 on her bae
I'm in this b*tch with lil' Yayo, my b*tches do what I say so
This ain't no mothaf*ckin' Draco, I give a n*gga a halo
I'm 'bout my business, my Glock got extension
My b*tches wear weave, her hair got some inches
She like when I pull it, she like how I kill it
Her n*gga a pus*y, we call him a kitty
That n*gga be woofin', who is he kiddin'?
Hm, I'm always strapped up with the semi, huh
'Bout to go back to Cali like Biggie, huh
Dancin' around like I'm Diddy, yeah
Bandanna on like I'm Pac (Pac)
Dropping off bows like The Rock (Uh)
Shut the f*ck up, that's a cop (Shh)
Run up on us, you get popped, huh

[Outro: DaBaby]
Yo, Baby Jesus, Go Yayo, n*gga
DaBaby, DaBaby, Da mothaf*ckin' Baby, n*gga
Charlotte to mothaf*ckin' Fort Worth, n*gga
The whole DFW, you know all that
f*ck you talkin' 'bout?
Realest rockstar livin'
Gone

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