Yayaya (feat. Future & Koly P)

Fuckin' bitches on the carpet

It remind me when I was starving

Heard the money counter go beep

They tryna catch me while I'm sleep

I sold dope and made a sacrifice

Keep on hating 'cause I know you're tired

Baddest bitch gone worship me like God

Treat my dawgs like kings, we some gods

Fresh out the motherfuckin' stove serving that yayaya

You lookin' for some dope? We got it, yayaya

Let the money counter go beep

Let the ATM go brrr

Like them **** hating on me

Well fuck it, that bag waiting on me

I just came back from Dubai

You fuck **** that never left the city

I'm 'bout to flex on these ****

I'm 'bout to stunt with no pity

Know a **** keep the Draco

I heard them **** out here tryna kill me

30 rounds in the that motherfucker

Make sure the fuck **** gone feel it

Heard those **** don't like me

I prolly fucked a **** wifey

A young **** still jugging out

A young **** still swiping

VVS and the diamond chains

You can see me when the light dim

We ain't doing no more Cubans

Tennis chains with the diamonds

Elliante, that's my jeweler

.40 cal that's my Ruger

Fuck **** I do ya

How you pussy **** on the news, bruh?

Heard the money counter go beep

They tryna catch me while I'm sleep

I sold dope and made a sacrifice

Keep on hating 'cause I know you're tired

Baddest bitch gone worship me like God

Treat my dawgs like kings, we some gods

Fresh out the motherfuckin' stove serving that yayaya

You lookin' for some dope? We got it, yayaya

I know **** who got rich just off selling D

And when my co-defendant snitch, I had to take the plea

These **** all in black and white

I think they referees

Lil' Koly deep off in this water, I think I'm Captain D's

If you my dawg, then you my dawg and bitch we scratching fleas

I got money burning candles selling Sarah seed

And for the love of that money, **** fuck with greed

I got a plug in Colombia who talking cocoa leaves

Heard the money counter go beep

They tryna catch me while I'm sleep

I sold dope and made a sacrifice

Keep on hating 'cause I know you're tired

Baddest bitch gone worship me like God

Treat my dawgs like kings, we some gods

Fresh out the motherfuckin' stove serving that yayaya

You lookin' for some dope? We got it, yayaya

Heard you got ten foreigners, ****, yayaya

These young **** squeezing, they ain't sparring ****, yayaya

I pray we rich forever Zoey, yayaya

We gone fuck this bitch together Zoey, yayaya

Money inside the wall now, yayaya

They pulling up with cars now, yayaya

Chuck caught that two and twenty, and hurt me, yayaya

I take Actavis and Perkys, yayaya

Soon as I got my bag right, caught a Rari

These Balenciagas, ****, you shopped at Zara

Sky dweller shining on me, yayaya

Got your main girl sliding on me, yayaya

Heard the money counter go beep

They tryna catch me while I'm sleep

I sold dope and made a sacrifice

Keep on hating 'cause I know you're tired

Baddest bitch gone worship me like God

Treat my dawgs like kings, we some gods

Fresh out the motherfuckin' stove serving that yayaya

You lookin' for some dope? We got it, yayaya