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big yavo - no pen lyrics
[intro]
let this sh_t ride, ayy
let this sh_t ride, ayy
you know i ain’t gon’ let this sh_t slide, let’s go, let’s go (ayy, roll another wood, [?])
ayy, i’m in this b_tch with your ho, let’s go (ayy)
[verse]
i’m havin’ bread like popeye’s ’bout my spinach
ayy, smell like the gas in lenox
ayy, already knowin’ i’m musty, f_ck lil’ ho, just mind your business
i’m havin’ drip
so much drip sh_t like i just got done swimmin’
ayy, my folks sellin’ that boy and girl, what’s that? bobby and whitney
ayy, spin on the opps in the hemi
ayy, n_gga want smoke, got chimneys
ayy, my lil’ n_gga dennis a menace
i think i’m a indian, plays and pistons
havin’ so many clips, i could shoot me a movie
smokin’ exotic, my woods be boujee
young thug ridin’ with gunners and uzis
opps think i’m [?] spin they block in a dually
police or ambulance, opp don’t know who to call
swear the stick good, made the ref call a shooting foul
i spit crack, dope, the lines out
my b_tch bad, i might put her in timeout
ran off on the plug like plies
d_mn, he gon’ be mad when he find out
i put a potato on top of the glock
so when i shoot, they don’t find out
these n_ggas 12
brady, i’m randy [?] throw a pack and i’m wide out
i’m throwin’ nine bullets in the wind
b_tch, what’s that? that’s a drew breeze
i’m tryna wipe a n_gga nose quick
glock like [?] with [?]
i’m ’bout my paper like loose leaf
hope you got insurance, i’ma crash, sue me
smoke a whole g, no reggie, this kush
know a n_gga name reggie’ll lay in your bush
victoria’s secret, these n_ggas be tellin’
inhalin’ this gas, hope i get to heaven
shootin’ cr_ps at 7_eleven
ayy, i’m havin’ drip like a reverend
these n_ggas rats, they peasants
play with the gang, get wrapped like a present
pull up a photo and shoot like a camera
glock in the left hand, julius randle
black and white diamonds, i feel like a panda
you a 8, i can’t f_ck you, i’m sorry, got standards
can’t trust these b_tches, they changin’ like channels
on the beach smokin’ cookies in louis v sandals
open the seal, make the whole d_mn b_tch smell
i see a opp, he get sea sh_lls
[outro]
boom, boom! on god
he got that b_tch from the beach
ayy, saved by the bell like screech
i had to trap the lean, get [?] out the street
ayy, you know i’m real street
ayy, you know i’m real street
ayy
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