Текст песни Yikes - Remix Remastered Version - JAAE

What's poppington?
Still at this hoe neck, no gargling
Know they D See me, no Washington
And that Young Fly nigga?
I'm higher than, i'm flying in
You eyeing in
Joe, look we did it, no Biden
Bet you think I didn't know you was Bi-den
Used to eat the Kitty-Kat, then was ride-in
Dick!
I'm the shit
And 'yuh grand mammies dude is a bitch
And I bet you one hundred ain't none of them pulling up
Blasting them rounds, and still miss
Hatin' on me? Yo name Chris
Baby, come look at my wrist
Ain't nothing but Apple
No Adam and 'Evein
But you'z a snake, and you hiss bitch
Yikes!

I know it's shitty
I'm popping up in your city
Then leave, and you can't with me
You hurt that you can't come get me
Moody, shifty, like you 60
I'm rapping but no 360
Rhythms make sense, shout-out to 50
Got bars, but ain't talking 40
Hold it for me
In the four seat
Know you hear me, cant ignore me
Rhythms is crack man, I need feens
Matter fact man, I got morphine
For crack feens
Having crack dreams
Got a bad back, you on Crack-Tingz
You Em-bear-rossed, you on that team
You ain't bout shit
You won't smack me nigga
Hey, look
Th-Th-This shit going insane
I am the man with brain
Ain't playing house but you know that i'm causing Payne
Rappers is sounding the same
Ayo, back to giving bars, i'm the one who set it really high
I'm passing by
Handing hi's
While i'm really high
Bitch
Yikes!