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big yavo - him lyrics

[intro]
uh
it’s recordin’?
it’s recordin’?
(ayy, let that sh_t ride, tav)
it’s been recordin’?
bet, keep everything
uh, let’s go
let’s go, ayy

[chorus]
i told a b_tch i’m him, quit playin’
tryna ride with a boss? well, b_tch, get in
said i stay on the road like the michelin man
put an m on your head like a michigan fan
ayy, i’m ballin’ so hard, i might hoop when i land
i be ready to dump, i might shoot through my pants
been on the block, boy, but we just shoot, we don’t dance
if my opp get locked, put suits on his ass

[verse 1]
shoot my opp that suit, what you mean? that’s a case
what that is in your pants? what you mean? this a drac’
b_tch, i don’t got friends, all my n_ggas some apes
b_tch, i don’t got friends, all my n_ggas gorilla
thirty racks on me, ridin’ ’round with a k!ller
big_ass bale same size as a pillow
real ice on my neck, ho hug me and shiver
poured an eight up in austin, change the color of the river
real wock’, i’ll turn a b_tch purple
say i drip like a pastor, i’m servin’ the ushers
say she ain’t gotta clock in, but i’m workin’ her
b_tch, you ain’t f_ck when i was broke, sh_t personal
hop out with two straps, feel like i’m urkel
ayy, hop out with two straps just like a dyk_ be
my n_ggas ballin’, y’all n_ggas sideline, spike lee
n_ggas act gangster, but sweeter than iced tea
[chorus]
i told a b_tch i’m him, quit playin’
tryna ride with a boss? well, b_tch, get in
said i stay on the road like the michelin man
put an m on your head like a michigan fan
ayy, i’m ballin’ so hard, i might hoop when i land
i be ready to dump, i might shoot through my pants
been on the block, boy, but we just shoot, we don’t dance
if my opp get locked, put suits on his ass
i told a b_tch i’m him, quit playin’
tryna ride with a boss? well, b_tch, get in
said i stay on the road like the michelin man
put an m on your head like a michigan fan
ayy, i’m ballin’ so hard, i might hoop when i land
i be ready to dump, i might shoot through my pants
been on the block, boy, but we just shoot, we don’t dance
if my opp get locked, put suits on his ass

[verse 2]
hit his block with drums, sh_t sound like a band
and this money i’m tryna get quicker than sand
real hustler, i hope you can get what i’m sayin’
after the show, gotta have ass to get on this van
i say gotta have ass to get on this sprinter (gotta have ass)
countin’ paper, then caught me a splinter
and don’t think sh_t sweet, ain’t nothin’ here splenda
i’m gettin’ money every day, newer paper than printers
ayy, say i’m on they ass like suspenders
and he be in the house like he on suspension
and the stick in my pants, that’s the reason i’m limpin’
just like mccaffery, sneakers be christian
we fire, roll the ‘wood, double cup what i’m missin’
my lil’ partners got aim, them young n_ggas gifted
so many rods in this b_tch like we finna go fishin’
before i went to prom, i went on a mission
before i went in the bathroom, went in the kitchen
learned how to count money ‘fore i learned how to spell
i’m rockin’ water, bumped into a whale
the finesser, i could sell dope to a scale
the finesser, i could sell hay to a scarecrow
ayy, i could sell pc to metro
might just sell a ball to lamelo
heard you broke, can’t bond out, jammed like jell_o
[outro]
jammed like jell_o
these n_ggas jammed like jell_o
ayy, ayy
bump into your ho, i tell the b_tch h_llo
you feel me?
ayy, said bump into your ho, i tell the b_tch h_llo
ayy
play and get rolled like a ‘rello, gang

- big yavo lyrics

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