paroles de chanson Facts - Big Yavo

(It ain't a hit, it ain't hit ho-)
Let's go
Haha, ayy, Big Yayski back
Oops, I mean Big Yavo back
Let's go (pussy)

Ayy, grab two cups and pour up a deuce (pour up)
Quickest way to get killed, thinking I ain't gon' shoot (bah)
Niggas be making shit up when they hop in the booth (for real)
When I hop on the mic', I'ma tell you the truth (no cap)
Damn, this filled my cup how I'm swerving the coupe (the coupe)
Widebody hugging the lane, kiss the curb, go smooch (skrrt, skrrt)

Ayy, everyday I wake up and get loot
I catch your plate out in Dallas, you can call me Yay Loot (ayy, let's go)
It's so much smoke in the city, might start selling work (slidin')
Some niggas never hopped out and slappеd that bitch in neutral (never)
You ain't nеver been sopping like that since Kuka (never)
Shawty stay down by her tits and new butt (for sure)

Two Glocks on me now, they got dicks
Don't give two fucks (no)
Come down by that Drac', hit a black and I boost up (boost)
All racks, I might buy me a new truck (new)
My dawg changed, so I switched the roof up (switch)

What the fuck is up? (Let's go)
Bitches be Yay skin, these niggas suck (huh)
This nigga made a diss, wanna response so I can blow 'em up (for real?)
And he say I'm pussy
Ain't shit sweet, nigga, come try your luck (let's go)
Dumb fuck
No niggas gon' trick around me 'cause them my baby bros (no cap)

If you diss off for me, I ain't gon' say too much
You play too much (haha)
Mexican bitch call me papi
I ain't talkin' Champagne, but I got Dracs in the cut (Dracs)
And we got bags for the low
You want some bud? Just hit me, got Dray in the cut (bud)
Shawty just added me, that liquor in my cup
This double cup is Tess (dumbass)

These niggas mad that I blew, they been rapping, ain't won yet (run)
Yeah, I got shot, but on God, been on point since
Never said I'm a killer, never talking on pillars
Got power like Austin, no Rivers (let's go)
Dray come running like Michael on Thriller
Reach for my neck, hit the switch, make it jiggle (frrt)
I guess it's a monkey on my back
Right when I'm just chillin', they tryna change a nigga come did shit (damn)

Ayy, what your issue is?
Why you telling the folks all of the business still? (Why?)
Oh, I know what it is
This nigga think he Foolio from Jacksonville (haha)
How you smoking on all these opps that you ain't actually kill?
Bro wan' blow so bad, you can have this shit (you can have it)
If it was up to me, I would just have some M's (bags)

Sometimes I don't be feeling this shit (don't)
These rap niggas be senseless shit
Free Slime, they show me how snaky it can get
Niggas really wake up and start hatin' and shit

Ayy, young nigga, listen, you ain't gotta be gangster
Stay in yo' lane and get you some paper
Go buy your mama a house, put some shit on the table (shit on the)
Let me switch up the subject and talk 'bout this flavor

I got a plug out in Cali' connected like cable
Ricky my trust, I'm 'bout sharp as a razor (sharp)
I wake up, go get the bread like a baby (go get it)
I wake up, pour up that gritty and sip maple (let's go)
I pull up bouncing, slidin' Maybach in April
I be on that pape' more than staples
Thumb through that pape' and I make shawty wet (let's go)
I don't fuck with the opps, crazy
Shout out to Sett (pussy)