[Chorus: YAUX]
Keep my head down, I’m just steppin' in my new rocks
Sick of all them bitches talkin' 'bout me, need a flu shot
Hittin' up my digits, you ain’t like me 'fore I blew up
I just checked my PayPal, got a rack for my new drop, uh
[Verse 1: YAUX]
When I walk up in the function, bitch, I’m trynna see some blood
What the fuck? If you up inside the pit you gettin' punched
Fuck it up when I see 'em layin' down, I get a rush
Run it up from the back to the front
Got 'em screamin' out they guts, what I love, ain’t no lust
I ain’t makin' like a slut, bitch, in YAUX we trust
Put my name on all my bucks
All you artists act disabled, way you leaning on a crutch, uh
(Leaning on a crutch, uh)
[Chorus: YAUX]
Keep my head down, I’m just steppin' in my new rocks
Sick of all them bitches talkin' 'bout me, need a flu shot
Hittin' up my digits, you ain’t like me 'fore I blew up
I just checked my PayPal, got a rack for my new drop, uh
[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]
I just got a rack from my new drop
Bought a new Glock, you get shot, bitch, I’m Usopp
How I never miss, witta bop, make a stu' hot
Whenever I drop, it’s a classic, bitch, I move Bach
Mozart, rollin' in his bones, bitch, I flow hard
Rappers don’t know I make dough 'cause I wrote art
Yo' bitch gimme dome then want a home, baby, don’t start
You gon' gimme smart, then it’s BART, I got no heart
Me and YAUX chillin' at the Golden Gate, where we gonna go today?
To the opp house, turn that boy to paste
If he wanna buck, he get slumped, then we roll the suede
I don’t give a fuck that you punk, bitch, go away
Brokie wit' yo' MB chillin' in the cut
Get a Monster from the AM, PM, then I eat it up
Trap metal rappers wanna see they semen in my butt
I got Reyna all up in my DMs, that boy tryna— (Ayo?)
Keep my head down, I’m just steppin' in my new rocks
Sick of all them bitches talkin' 'bout me, need a flu shot
Hittin' up my digits, you ain’t like me 'fore I blew up
I just checked my PayPal, got a rack for my new drop, uh
[Verse 1: YAUX]
When I walk up in the function, bitch, I’m trynna see some blood
What the fuck? If you up inside the pit you gettin' punched
Fuck it up when I see 'em layin' down, I get a rush
Run it up from the back to the front
Got 'em screamin' out they guts, what I love, ain’t no lust
I ain’t makin' like a slut, bitch, in YAUX we trust
Put my name on all my bucks
All you artists act disabled, way you leaning on a crutch, uh
(Leaning on a crutch, uh)
[Chorus: YAUX]
Keep my head down, I’m just steppin' in my new rocks
Sick of all them bitches talkin' 'bout me, need a flu shot
Hittin' up my digits, you ain’t like me 'fore I blew up
I just checked my PayPal, got a rack for my new drop, uh
[Verse 2: ISSBROKIE]
I just got a rack from my new drop
Bought a new Glock, you get shot, bitch, I’m Usopp
How I never miss, witta bop, make a stu' hot
Whenever I drop, it’s a classic, bitch, I move Bach
Mozart, rollin' in his bones, bitch, I flow hard
Rappers don’t know I make dough 'cause I wrote art
Yo' bitch gimme dome then want a home, baby, don’t start
You gon' gimme smart, then it’s BART, I got no heart
Me and YAUX chillin' at the Golden Gate, where we gonna go today?
To the opp house, turn that boy to paste
If he wanna buck, he get slumped, then we roll the suede
I don’t give a fuck that you punk, bitch, go away
Brokie wit' yo' MB chillin' in the cut
Get a Monster from the AM, PM, then I eat it up
Trap metal rappers wanna see they semen in my butt
I got Reyna all up in my DMs, that boy tryna— (Ayo?)
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