​Yea Laker & Ricky Chix (Ft. Joeyy)

[Intro]
Holy fucking shit, this is fucked beyond repair
Yeah!
Uh, uh, uh
Don't worry about what the fuck he be doin', it's DJ Smokey
Bitch
Nuke Radio

[Hook: Laker Brady]
"Laker, can we go to Saks?" I say yeah (Yeah!)
Man, I'm silly when he fuck with my girl, oh yeah
"Laker can you cum for me?", I'm like, Oh, yeah
This game, I'm gettin' mad money like, Oh, yeah (Yeah!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She like "Laker can you cop this for me" like, Oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm gettin' mad money, like Oh, yeah

[Verse: Ricky Chix]
"Laker can we go to Saks Fifth?" I'm like yeah
I feel like a scammer when I hit for ten racks
Where the fuck is Woody he's probably out in Mass (Nuke Radio)
I remember when that boy was pourin' up in rats, oh
Woody really loves rats
I'ma fuck it up, ass
I'ma open up the pack
Joeyy folded for a brand new tag