Yakisoba

[WIP]

[Intro]
(Ha, ah-ah-ah)
(Hi there, Yoshi)
(Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah)
(Fraxinus)
(Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: 556Kurumi]
I got my Ricks on
Better not talk that shit to me, buddy gon' get gone
Turn-Turn this shit up a hunnid degrees, if he in my mentions
All of these knots up in my jeans, Amiri the denim (Huh, yeah)
The Glock gonna send him (Huh, yeah)
I got the momentum
Pushin' that pack out the door
Ca-Callin' my shoota when I get the lo'
Hop in the Maybach, put it on fours
Talkin' that shit, right now he a ghost
Run up on what, I be smokin' on target
She hang in the back with Yoshi 'n Tohka
She wanna eat me up, yakisoba
Fu-Fuck it, I pull a 9, then it's over

[Verse 1: hopoutyoshino]
She eatin' me up, yakisoba
Sex on the bed, doin' lots up to so far
Whip out the choppa and beam in a moment
In love with racks, I ain't [?] on the shelf
[?] what it's like to jus' make the quota
Money talk, [?] yeah bitch, and we know that
Walk on one foot, got me lookin' like Yoda
Chopstick on me, turn an opp to a rumor
Bitch, I'll run over, ayy
Fuck with the sumo, got weight
You forget I push with the gang
And I [?] a couple of J's
She got no soul but she blowin' like candle
Morgue in the choppa, it blowin' up lead
This ain't no Uber, I left him on read
He talkin' too much, leave his head on a banner

[Verse 2: Kel-Tohka]
Yeah, I kick shit, kick that 'bow
Shoot shit with sticks, see my four
They want me to feat shit, ain't gon' go
You gotta shoot, nigga, you is on ten toes
He tryna catch me, but that nigga missed, huh?
You ain't gon' see a nigga, put your stick up
Turn up on triple X, put a fist up
I'm in yo' car, buddy, don't bring no CD
Cuttin' off fast, we gon' be on yo' [?]
That nigga [?], that boy wanna be me
You want a feat, but your music too creepy
Chill on the floor, we gon' send him that re-re
I cannot hold on, my bitch like a Tiki
Yo' bitch be feelin' me up, leave her leaky
Hundred bands on [?] repeat

[Bridge: Kel-Tohka]
Heh, I trade stock? I kinda don't
Where yo' bus at, you so cold
You stackin' bands? Just shut up, you ain't got it
I-I stack shit, I'm in a carriage
It got knockback, came with enchantments
You-You cop that, I give you damage
I see that drumma boy, then I'm gon' dent him

[Chorus: 556Kurumi]
I got my Ricks on
Better not talk that shit to me, buddy gon' get gone
Turn-Turn this shit up a hunnid degrees, if he in my mentions
All of these knots up in my jeans, Amiri the denim (Huh, yeah)
The Glock gonna send him (Huh, yeah)
I got the momentum
Pushin' that pack out the door
Ca-Callin' my shoota when I get the lo'
Hop in the Maybach, put it on fours
Talkin' that shit, right now he a ghost
Run up on what, I be smokin' on target
She hang in the back with Yoshi 'n Tohka
She wanna eat me up, yakisoba
Fu-Fuck it, I pull a 9, then it's over