Okay Yop Yop
[Hook]
She said wanna touch on the Gucci belt buckle
I be telling jokes, funny guy, I made her chuckle
I’m in it, beat her coochie, left it like a bruised knuckle
Take her home then kick her out, I’m not looking to cuddle
Rick Owens shoes I can not step into puddle
Shawty booty big, make it shake like it’s Jello
I’m in first, you in last, you not gone get a medal
I roll around the bitches and I’m yelling “Bow! Hello!”
[Verse]
I’m balling like Melo
I’m playing with the Hornets, you get cut like you Gelo
I’m hard as a rock, and you soft like a pillow
When this song drop turn your wife into a widow
I be in my car and
I’m stacking up my millions
I turn you into minions
Sike, make it billions
I’m spitting, know you sick of it
Can’t tell me where the witness is
Can’t tell you what my business is
I’m steady off my medicine
Confessin to the reverends
Give you all the sauce, ya dig
My money big like businesses
Rejects, I know you know the clique
I told you I really do this shit
Chef curry on me, 30 clip
You don’t want to get into this
You steady out here hitting licks
Drop 20 bands on grills and fits
[Hook]
She said wanna touch on the Gucci belt buckle
I be telling jokes, funny guy, I made her chuckle
I’m in it, beat her coochie, left it like a bruised knuckle
Take her home then kick her out, I’m not looking to cuddle
Rick Owens shoes I can not step into puddle
Shawty booty big, make it shake like it’s Jello
I’m in first, you in last, you not gone get a medal
I roll around the bitches and I’m yelling “Bow! Hello!
[IMFUCKEDUPFREESTYLE]
Yuh, yuh, okay
I pull up on yo bitch and she suck on my fat meat
I’m pull up on your bitch and she ran through
Just like a muhfuckin track meet
Ima pull up on you bitch and she suck on my-
Wait, I said that already
Ima hit yo little bitch while I’m counting the feddy
I’m countin the cheese
I just be getting that shit like a rat
I ain’t no snitch
Ima pull up with the gat in the back
All of y’all pussies like Cat In The Hat
Ima hit yo lil bitch, you lame, like Dr. Suess nigga I’m cooking up eggs in the back
Aye, shout out to Sam
Sam I Am
Ima hit yo lil bitch and I blam huh
Uh, ima hit you lil bitch she gone bop
All of you pussy ass niggas gone drop
We gone pull up with my nigga
We stopping the muhfuckin top, she giving me top in the back of the Rover
These niggas talk shit, we gone pull up like Hova
444
Nigga talk shit, we gone bust at yo door with the .40
Ima pull up with my chop let it blow tho
Ima hit y’all lil niggas, y’all Soho
Uh, wait
Shout out Japan
Ima hit yo lil bitch and yo mans
Ima pull up with my chop on my hand
All of y’all niggas gay in y’all stance
Ima pull up with my nigga, we shootin, we bussin them guns to the fans
Hop off my dick, Real freestyle shit