go yayo – no fly zone lyrics
(hood fame – gang)
(yayo)
[indiscernible speech]
[chorus]
fucc with the gang, we gon’ get it up
pop up with 100 round drain
my youngin’ go dummy with [???]
text the white girl to get rid o’ her
serve dicc to that b-tch, she can’t get enough
call up my youngin’, he keep it dumb
hood fame youngin’, way more savage than 21 (aye)
i got more uzis than uz’
dump the pint in red, now i’m feeling woozy, (lean, lean)
you will get wet like jacuzzi, cuffin’ that b-tch she a floozy, (freak)
i get it straight off the [???]
straight off the boat to a ‘rari, choppa’ bigger than lil yachty
lil vegas, texas we an island, i’m living life like i’m gotti, (b-tch)
[verse]
p-ssy rappers got me started, i’m cruising the street with the [??]
can’t fucc with you broke boys, i’m feeling like harden
walk inside the club and shoot up the party
i’m a real trapper, b-tch, i’m not an artist
p-ssy rappers they just talking r-t-rded
ran his mouth and now he on a target
trap house goin’ up on a monday
then roll this b-tch off till sunday,rain, snow, sleet or sunny
hood fame getting money, tryna jacc, i ain’t running
pop up on a store, jumping, all night store pumping
yo b-tch stay krumping, let her eat me like some munchies
she say i’m more saucy than sanchie
big ol’ thooka we ain’t punching
ar-15 and it came with a beam, feeling like maxo i’m all about cream
hood fame youngin’, b-tch, i’m down for the scheme
i’m the man in texas like kodak in miami
a n-gga like shmurda now they tryna blam! me
serve ’em a bricc it’s a whammy
hit the h they say i’m trilla than sammy
and please do not think that i’m dissing, (no i’m not dissing)
and please do not jump in my mentions
all that feeling sh-t, you b-tches can miss me
think i’m p-ssy, p-ssy n-gga then diss me
pop up on him at his show with extensions
caught him laccin’, he was jumping them fences
hit ’em at the door, he fell in the kitchen
hol’ up i forgot to mention, you n-ggas still no compet-tion
sold him a pint, i remixed it, came right bacc cuz the n-gga a sissy
plug throw that work like a frisbee
don’t fucc with the gang, b-tch, it’s risky, (gang, gang)
the sh-t that they rapping i live it
hood fame youngin’, i’m the realest that’s living
[chorus]
fucc with the gang, we gon’ get it up
pop up with 100 round drain
my youngin’ go dummy with [???]
text the white girl to get rid o’ her
serve dicc that b-tch, she can’t get enough
call up my youngin’, he keep it dumb
hood fame youngin’, way more savage than 21 (aye)
i got more uzis than uz’
dump the pint in red, now i’m feeling woozy, (lean, lean)
you’ll get wet like jacuzzi, cuffin’ that b-tch she a floozy, (freak)
i get it straight off the [???]
straight off the boat to a ‘rari, choppa’ bigger than lil yachty
lil vegas, texas we an island, i’m living life like i’m gotti, (b-tch)
[talking]
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