Me Go Yayo (Ft. MO3)

[Intro: Go Yayo]
Skrt, skrt
Hood Fame, Hood Fame
Hood Fame, Hood Fame gang
Yayo, Go Yayo
Hood Fame
Power up

[Chorus: Go Yayo]
Me (Who you?), million dollar nigga
Two-hundred on the dash, that's a 'Rari
You (Who he?), lame ass fuck nigga broke
Damn, bae, so sorry
My nigga (What y'all do?), ridin' 'round foreign
Goin' tourin' with that yopper on the hundred (Bo-bo-boom)
Your nigga (Who that?), they just talkin' paper
Pop up (Bop, bop, bop, bop, bop), and I ain't stuntin'

[Verse 1: Go Yayo]
Who you? Youngin', trap house jumpin'
Can't tell me nothin', nah, nah, nah
We ain't really with that bumpin'
Pull up on a nigga and we dumpin'
Chopper start drummin', have his ass runnin'
Leave him stankin' like some onions
Leave a nigga in a bodybag (Dammit, man)
Big Bank Hank, hit a lick for a lot of cash
I'm just lookin' for a freak (scando)
Real bad bitch eat dick with a lot of ass
Been trappin' for days (Trap)
Free Montana, let my boy out the cage (Free my boy)
Hop out with them K's (Brrrt, baow)
Hit your safe and irk off in a Wraith
Trappin' is a hobby
Go get a room, trap right out the lobby
Bend her over, hit her with the Bobby
Get the toppy and it better be sloppy
She say I got stamina
You niggas are amateur
That thooker'll damage you
You niggas so pussy, my youngins'll handle you