[Intro: YN Jay]
What I just say?
(It's a Wayne beat)
Ah, fuck
Alright
[Verse 1: YN Jay]
I charge, ah
I charge up in this bitch like I’m Goku
I don't need a box for a TV, this a Roku
I got these motherfuckers sick like some old food
Ah
Auntie in the kitchen cookin', smell like soul food
I put my whole fuckin’ life on Pro Tools
Louie said he want all fifties, he don't want blues
Grindin', ain't ate shit all day, I don't want food
Ah, let me charge up
Huah
I'ma display in first class, put the cars up
This a coffee cup, but it did not come from Starbucks
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Seen my bitch ridin' with a nigga, shot the car up
Told E split the Xanny with me, chop the bar up
I don't say pour lean no more, Wock’ the ’Hardt up
My son know how to load the gun, he a smart fuck
Let him leave with the strap, hе shot the park up
Before I lеarn to cut a piece of cake, I chop hard up
Before I drink some Activis that's fake, I’ll pour Par up
Ah, Jay, I'm charged up too
Seen an opp at Summerfield, that's a shot-up school
Drunk an eight of Wock' straight, it look like I shot up food
Dropped dog gettin’ in his car, house got shot up too
They asked me who smoked dog, I ain't got a clue
Oh, your daddy do dog? I kinda knew
Teach me 'bout the EDD shit, bro, I'm kinda new
Let E smell the weed 'fore I buy, he a connoisseur
Baby mama put me on child support, I countersue her
Wayne tried to mix the song when we was done and we got into it
Smart as fuck, but when I get caught up, I'm kinda stupid
Bitch, you got ass shots, that is not your booty
Fucked twelve hoes raw this week, I think I got the cooties
Told Jay he can't drop a chain if it's not a coochie
A red nigga drunk with dreads in his head, I'm not with Poody
You ain't never heard a nigga say he shot at Louie
I can't pay a nigga to kill for me, bro, I gotta do it
They wonder how I made a half a mil', I dropped a lot of music
Take the Draco to the booth and drop chopper music
I ain't poured no lean, I cracked the pint open and poured pop into it
What I just say?
(It's a Wayne beat)
Ah, fuck
Alright
[Verse 1: YN Jay]
I charge, ah
I charge up in this bitch like I’m Goku
I don't need a box for a TV, this a Roku
I got these motherfuckers sick like some old food
Ah
Auntie in the kitchen cookin', smell like soul food
I put my whole fuckin’ life on Pro Tools
Louie said he want all fifties, he don't want blues
Grindin', ain't ate shit all day, I don't want food
Ah, let me charge up
Huah
I'ma display in first class, put the cars up
This a coffee cup, but it did not come from Starbucks
[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Seen my bitch ridin' with a nigga, shot the car up
Told E split the Xanny with me, chop the bar up
I don't say pour lean no more, Wock’ the ’Hardt up
My son know how to load the gun, he a smart fuck
Let him leave with the strap, hе shot the park up
Before I lеarn to cut a piece of cake, I chop hard up
Before I drink some Activis that's fake, I’ll pour Par up
Ah, Jay, I'm charged up too
Seen an opp at Summerfield, that's a shot-up school
Drunk an eight of Wock' straight, it look like I shot up food
Dropped dog gettin’ in his car, house got shot up too
They asked me who smoked dog, I ain't got a clue
Oh, your daddy do dog? I kinda knew
Teach me 'bout the EDD shit, bro, I'm kinda new
Let E smell the weed 'fore I buy, he a connoisseur
Baby mama put me on child support, I countersue her
Wayne tried to mix the song when we was done and we got into it
Smart as fuck, but when I get caught up, I'm kinda stupid
Bitch, you got ass shots, that is not your booty
Fucked twelve hoes raw this week, I think I got the cooties
Told Jay he can't drop a chain if it's not a coochie
A red nigga drunk with dreads in his head, I'm not with Poody
You ain't never heard a nigga say he shot at Louie
I can't pay a nigga to kill for me, bro, I gotta do it
They wonder how I made a half a mil', I dropped a lot of music
Take the Draco to the booth and drop chopper music
I ain't poured no lean, I cracked the pint open and poured pop into it
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