YAO (feat. Kermode Zay, Rob Buck, Lil EZ & sjl_onlineart666)
FLEAU
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(Damn) (Uh) (Uh) (Uh) (Blah) (Yuh Yuh Uh) (Ay) (I'm in Rob's room smoking crack) (Uh) (Yao) (Grrr) (Blaow) (Uh) I pick up your bitch On Water Street, she cop me a drink She eying the dick She want me to leave, now she on her knees Pussy got grip Throw me in a trip, L.S.D. strip She sucking the tip I put her to sleep, I gotta rethink Bitch I got the juice like a bottle of V8, new whip Under the hood it's a V8 Pulling up to Rob's crib dawg what we gon' create? I light the blunt and chief until a homie can't see straight I move weight Out the back a Subaru Outback Got purple mixed with green stacked and they in amounts that Will have you fucking floating to the ceiling and you losing all your feeling 'Til you hear the bass bumping on this track and you bounce back Next up like I'm from Fayetteville or Oak Hill Been dropping heat since back when folks was driving Hummers still Now Zay going one every bar every verse Never had a girl finish 'cause I always come first (woah) Got money on my mind and that's something you can't teach So pass the fucking offertory, I practice what I preach Take all my boys out the trench like F.D.R. with the New Deal And I ball so hard I need a motherfucking shoe deal Feel the sunset in my mind slowly creeping down on my heart As I'm slowly taking my last breath See the sky tearing apart I got angels flying to my left and right I feel my heart flutter like an exercise I got pink on me like Energizer Catching looks they call me the Paralyzer There's a murder in my room Feel like a deer in headlights I zoom Feel my teeth ripping straight out of my gums while I face my impending doom Every day I'm running from the day I die When will He take me high into the clouds above the sky? I don't know why my life is mine I got hella reasons why I'm still on Earth But the truth is that I'm tired of us Fucking up our planets worth as we slowly be breaking away our trust I'm leaving you behind while I'm pulling me ahead Got a future built on dreams I can't letting that shit go dead yuh Yeah I'm pissing on all types of different drugs Bad bitches on my dick all in the club About to troll your ass to oblivion While I decompose and die with the Sun Gotta run with a gun or your life will be done Puffing on a J, pass it my way Got Tomato Basil Wheat Thins in my area Lil EZ from the Eau Down bad going broke Fucking bitches, getting money Square up toe to toe This that music in your ears Turn it loud and go insane Bumping through the speaker system I can feel it in my brain yeah Caught a bitch on Water Told him, "stay fucking sane" See him next week Best believe he gonna sleep, fucking snore Put a pin right on his tail now he fucking Eeyore Yeah I rock these one of ones I'm talking about my Concepts Get up worship me, I'm Jesus speaking to you prophets Got money on my mind I'm making bands in the bogs I'm making bands in the bogs I'm making bands in the bogs (uh) I pick up your bitch (bitch bitch bitch) On Water Street, she cop me a drink She eying the dick (yao) She want me to leave, now she on her knees Pussy got grip (fuh) Throw me in a trip, L.S.D. strip She sucking the tip I put her to sleep, I gotta rethink Bitch I drop Hydroxyzine Like I'm a fucking oxy fiend Your moxie is so minuscule I know you'll never walk to me I'll smoke you like a cig Do not ever come and talk to me You say you do not know me But you showing your fucking cock to me Bitch you know I'm pulling trig Bitch I'm pulling cig Bitch you know I'm pulling big Walking 'round the block like I'm a fucking pig Bacon on the block Hide your shit, hide your Rick, hide your brick They about to come and confiscate They about to come and coughinate They about to come and cough and crate They about to come and softenates They about to come and bodyate They about to come and channel ay Bitch I stub my toe riding 'round the block feeling real sleau She eying the dick (yao) She want me to leave, now she on her knees Pussy got grip (fuh) Throw me in a trip, L.S.D. strip She sucking the tip I put her to sleep, I gotta rethink (Yao!) (I'm in Rob's Room smoking crack) (Damn) (Uh) (Uh) (Uh) (Brrah) (Yuh yuh damn) (Uh) (Uh) (Uh) (Brrah) (Yuh yuh ish)
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Written by: Elliot Larson, Isaiah Gengembre, Robert Buckley, Samuel Lopez
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