Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Yavo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yaven Mannie Mauldin
Lyrics
Tavis Moore
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tavis Moore
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
No ride after school, player beat, I'ma walk it
Home alone with your bitch like I'm Macaulay Culkin
And this water I'm rockin', come straight out the faucet
If it ain't about the pay, what's the reason we talkin'?
He only ran up a 10, call him Reuben Foster
You ain't talkin' 'bout an M, ain't no point of even calling us
**** hatin', but Yay' just keep on ballin'
Bitch just see me, her panties just keep on fallin'
[Verse 2]
I keep it cordial but really shoot shit, Richard Porter
I just put in the order, shit come across the border
She ain't wanna fuck on the one but you know I ain't forcin' her
Shit, I'm rollin up strong like I'm smoking on muscles
F&N in my pants, ain't got no time for no tussle
Girl think I'm cheatin' with these hoes, ain't got time to go fuck 'em
Cross your ass like Kris 'cause of these Glocks that we totin'
Rock Dior on a Sunday, I drip like an usher
[Verse 3]
****
Aye (Let's go)
And it feel like a bat, I throw bullets like Cutler
Stay with my Glock like bread be with butter
Tryna these racks, ain't got time for no cuddlin'
If we going and drilling, shit changing, we huddlin'
If you play, then we on you like pull ups and Huggies
Aye, I'm pouring up, mayne, I don't sip on Triss
Tell some' tell you lil' bitch, you lucky
I'ma ride like Huffy
[Verse 4]
No ride after school, player beat, I'ma walk it
Home alone with your bitch like I'm Macaulay Culkin
And this water I'm rockin', come straight out the faucet
If it ain't about the pay, what's the reason we talkin'?
He only ran up a 10, call him Reuben Foster
You ain't talkin' 'bout an M, ain't no point of even calling us
**** hatin', but Yay' just keep on ballin'
Bitch just see me, her panties just keep on fallin'
[Verse 5]
She knowin' I'm dope, whole thing, I'm the kilo
One shot, that's nothin' like a free throw
Glock take titties and dick, it's a freak ho
Me and Reggie go way back like Bebo
See a opp, take his bike, I feel like Deebo
Trap all day, gettin' money my steelo
You ain't gon' do nothin' to nobody, what you wearin' a ski for?
Shoot his ass in his eye, soon as he look through the peephole
Ding dong, like I hit the doorbell
**** hate 'cause I'm up, shit, oh well
Stealing the drip, **** pullin' the coattail
Throw a pack but I get it like my name Odell
Throw a pack but I get it like DK Metcalf
Catch an opp, make his pussy ass wreck out
Got me a masseuse, leave everything stretched out
She like how I rub on her pussy like pet hair
Get buck 'cause I live there
[Verse 6]
No ride after school, player beat, I'ma walk it
Home alone with your bitch like I'm Macaulay Culkin
And this water I'm rockin', come straight out the faucet
If it ain't about the pay, what's the reason we talkin'?
He only ran up a 10, call him Reuben Foster
You ain't talkin' 'bout an M, ain't no point of even calling us
**** hatin', but Yay' just keep on ballin'
Bitch just see me, her panties just keep on fallin'
[Verse 7]
No ride after school, player beat, I'ma walk it
Home alone with your bitch like I'm Macaulay Culkin
And this water I'm rockin', come straight out the faucet
If it ain't about the pay, what's the reason we talkin'?
He only ran up a 10, call him Reuben Foster
You ain't talkin' 'bout an M, ain't no point of even calling us
**** hatin', but Yay' just keep on ballin'
Bitch just see me, her panties just keep on fallin'
Written by: Yaven Mannie Mauldin
