​Yo!Gurt TM88 & Pi’erre Bourne

[Chorus]
She lick my yogurt like Yoplait
Getting high, purple like Soul Plane
I love my money, my soulmate
She say, "Ow" I'm making her throat ache
Niggas try, but niggas is not me
If you want to get fly then nigga I got wings
She complyin' like I got high beams
Beam in your eyes, diamonds on my rings
Niggas not ballin', a cornball
She want the glizzy and she want the corndog
Niggas gon' turn on you like a doorknob
Murakami y'all niggas too tall
That bitch shaking, having a seizure
She gave me head, I got amnesia
Purple beam, look like Frieza
Stackin' this paper like I'm a teacher

[Verse 1]
I'm in the gamе like Darwin Davis
Gotta be sharp, I gotta be razor
Hе want beef like Jamaican flavors
Really my son, but he don't favour
Still in the hood, I gotta fix it
Send my condolence cause I be killing shit
Chasing these commas, need my sentences
She want more when I give her my [?]
I can't stop, I'm just getting started
Time is money, I'll never be tardy
Feeling the blue, Democrat Party
She sit there like she riding a Harley