[Intro]
Uh
Ayy, let's go
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Uh, I'm back in that mode, nigga
On gang
Say
[Chorus]
Ayy, don't call me Yavo, ho, I'm Yayski
Got that drank from the doctor, so you know I got patience
Mixed the Wock' with the Sprite, now it look like a grape drink
My partner can't hit the road 'cause he on probation
But he still know if he see an opp, then face him
Can't get away, they gon' hop out and chase him
You'd think he Lil Weezy how keep that Drac' with him
He keep a mask like Jason and shoot like Tatum
[Verse]
Say, I treat that money like candy, want it now and later
And I wake up every day, shit on opps and haters
Pick up the bags in Cali, then fly out to Vegas
Now I'm ridin' in a Ram and servin' the rolls
She say the way I be servin', thought I was a waiter
Lil' bitch, you know that we servin', just call for a cater
How you gon' catch me lackin'? Bruh, no way
Whole lot of guapo like my name Jose
I keep that Glock for protection, I call it a Trojan
I catch an opp, I put holes in his ass like molding
Big fire, Gen5 gon' strike you like bowling
I got two twin Glocks named Zack and Cody
Fill you with bald-ass bullets like Mr. Moseby
You hear the switches and SIGs, shit sound like explosions
My brother Nino a Crip, so I know that he Rolling
Free all the members that's locked up, Josen
He just caught a trafficking, back out, oh, shit
Just caught a charge and he back out, make no sense
Ten four, he not a thug, he the police
Bitch meet me, she lucky like four leaf clovers
Four grams of 'za in one leaf loaded
So many clips in this camera, catch an opp and expose him
These niggas trash, need a garbage disposal
Married to the money, but I skipped the proposal
Uh
Ayy, let's go
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Uh, I'm back in that mode, nigga
On gang
Say
[Chorus]
Ayy, don't call me Yavo, ho, I'm Yayski
Got that drank from the doctor, so you know I got patience
Mixed the Wock' with the Sprite, now it look like a grape drink
My partner can't hit the road 'cause he on probation
But he still know if he see an opp, then face him
Can't get away, they gon' hop out and chase him
You'd think he Lil Weezy how keep that Drac' with him
He keep a mask like Jason and shoot like Tatum
[Verse]
Say, I treat that money like candy, want it now and later
And I wake up every day, shit on opps and haters
Pick up the bags in Cali, then fly out to Vegas
Now I'm ridin' in a Ram and servin' the rolls
She say the way I be servin', thought I was a waiter
Lil' bitch, you know that we servin', just call for a cater
How you gon' catch me lackin'? Bruh, no way
Whole lot of guapo like my name Jose
I keep that Glock for protection, I call it a Trojan
I catch an opp, I put holes in his ass like molding
Big fire, Gen5 gon' strike you like bowling
I got two twin Glocks named Zack and Cody
Fill you with bald-ass bullets like Mr. Moseby
You hear the switches and SIGs, shit sound like explosions
My brother Nino a Crip, so I know that he Rolling
Free all the members that's locked up, Josen
He just caught a trafficking, back out, oh, shit
Just caught a charge and he back out, make no sense
Ten four, he not a thug, he the police
Bitch meet me, she lucky like four leaf clovers
Four grams of 'za in one leaf loaded
So many clips in this camera, catch an opp and expose him
These niggas trash, need a garbage disposal
Married to the money, but I skipped the proposal
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