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big yavo – stolo lyrics

[intro: big yavo]
(lamarcusj on all the beats now)
uh
uh (uh, uh, uh)
ooh (think it’s a game?)
i’m in this b+tch groovin’, groovin’ (ayy, karl, i’m high as f+ck)
richard so icey in this b+tch, let’s go

[chorus: big yavo]
b+tch, i got racks
ayy, but i’m in a brand new stolen car, ayy
whole lotta sticks in this b+tch, say free osama, wanna go to war with gang
finna pour out this sh+t for the sliders
b+tch give me head like mirror, she know i’m the one like kyler
ain’t been rockin’ no j’s, baby, i got designer
off+white denim and flawless diamonds

[verse 1: big yavo]
b+tch got wet, why? i was smiling
sellin’ white girl like miley cyrus
don’t f+ck with 12, run, i hear sirens
need her nails did, so i got it polished
pop me a perc’, you know i’ma demolish
gas i’m smokin’ is fruit, this sh+t here from the tropics
we havin’ guns to switch up the topic
cleaning crеw come through with sticks and i mop it
bad+ass toddler, my sh+t, i’ma pop it
b+tch give mе neck like an ostrich, ayy
wanna wear what i wear, but these n+ggas can’t rock it
can’t keep up with my pace, b+tch, how you gon’ cop it?
youngin, f+ck n+ggas was already jockin’
hot as f+ck in the game, need a sponsor from takis
he get up real early, he grab his jersey
ice and his stick like he playin’ hockey
[chorus: big yavo]
b+tch, i got racks
ayy, but i’m in a brand new stolen car, ayy
whole lotta sticks in this b+tch, say free osama, wanna go to war with gang
finna pour out this sh+t for the sliders
b+tch give me head like mirror, she know i’m the one like kyler
ain’t been rockin’ no j’s, baby, i got designer
off+white denim and flawless diamonds

[verse 2: richard so icey]
i want the profit
three or four hoes, they tropic
the d+ck good, say i’m toxic
would bring all the bread out the breadhouse
but i’m hot and i ain’t got enough pockets
n+ggas want beef, ain’t got enough rockets
and you know we trained to go with anybody
send a b+tch to snicker with him and she chocolate
i nicknamed her jo, head sloppy
king of the hill, dude, and you bobby
son, when i pull up with yavo, can’t run
give ’em a halo, i ain’t sparin’ nothin’
chopper hold a hundun and i ain’t done
wet his wild ass up like a pond
disrespect gettin’ checked, i swear on my set
take a n+gga b+tch and now he can’t rest
tell that my favorite part on her the b+tch neck
and i’m off the chain
i’m insane in the brain
slide up and set a n+gga on flames
and my nuts hang
switch lanes in the stolo
i don’t give a f+ck if they say that the laws came
i’m ridin’ with a shooter, he got him some nice aim
when i say main, you know we bring pain
step in all black, we whack ’em plain jane
central park what i’m reppin’, you know i gotta claim it
[chorus: big yavo]
b+tch, i got racks
ayy, but i’m in a brand new stolen car, ayy
whole lotta sticks in this b+tch, say free osama, wanna go to war with gang
finna pour out this sh+t for the sliders
b+tch give me head like mirror, she know i’m the one like kyler
ain’t been rockin’ no j’s, baby, i got designer
off+white denim and flawless diamonds

- big yavo lyrics

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