Ya, Ya Ya Ya Ya

We get the racks in, **** we get the packs in

Do the most

**** try me, Bitch I'm something like Pennywise, he a float

**** can't breathe, man I'm sending them 223's at his throat

They took his ass to the ER, they couldn't resuscitate him, they lost hope

I can't fuck wit that ****, he told My hoe not a stripper, but she stay with pole

When I say I got old **** bread, that's me tryna tell you that my money old

Play my paper, get folded I stay with that iron, ****, I won't fold

Lil' **** talking that tough shit Behind the screen, lil' bitch, you a troll

I walk in that Trampa De La Casa I'm swinging that motherfuckin' bat

If you walk in the trap unannounced Then I promise you finna get wacked

Big bitch, I was on four flats Had to find out how to bounce back

Now I'm making them motherfuckin' plays I promise I shoot like a vet

I stay with that bread, yes, I stay with that check She thinkin I'm strong, cause I flex

I stay wit some money on me, **** funny on me Boy, I put this fire on your neck

**** they know I'm a G tho, Think you the boss, you get vetoed

You think that's your stick, you get repoed, My **** facin' the five fuck the P.O

Need a bad bitch, Cleopatra, Talk on the gang bitch, I'll whack you

Bitch

I'm just a rapper Young **** get fly, I'm hella dapper

I don't know you, bitch, you can't get a dap up

I'm in the back of the black truck, perked up

All you hear is motherfuckin' laughter

****, they lyin, cappers, huh

****, they a lazy, they slackers, huh He ain't bout it, boy you actor

Hit him with fat shit, now he repent Boy, we send his right to the pastor

And I'm buildin my bitch like clay

I ain't come here to motherfuckin' play

Bread right, bitch right, okay

Bet I shoot that boy like fade away, hey

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Shoot that boy like fadeaway, okay, okay

Bet I shoot that boy like fade away, okay, okay