Yeah 2 Da Yeah

[Hook]
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
Play with me and that's yo ass
All my bitches bad and yo bitches up for grabs
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
Smokin' on that yeah, clutchin' on that yeah
Run up on me ima blast
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah

[Verse 1]
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I creep up on you with no mask
And I ain't talking bout no gas but when i smoke you you goin gag
Bitch you better clear the path, cuz I'm murking when the sun down
Got my gun out
Its like one out
I ain't talking bout no shoes when I say baby pull them pumps out
We don't fight we shoot on site
Fuck a drive by we do run downs and he took too long to dump out when we jumped out now he done now
Bitch its Flame Gang and Young Money
Ion give a fuck bout none
(Cough) fuck this that Withdrawals hold on let me put this blunt out and let me put this cup down
It's Mr. BrazyFlow
They should recall me in the nut house
Fucka might pass me yo bitch
I bout to rock out with my cock out
Knock her pussy out the park I'm in the dugout with my nuts out

[Hook]
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
Play with me and that's yo ass
All my bitches bad and yo bitches up for grabs
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
Smokin' on that yeah, clutchin' on that yeah
Run up on me ima blast
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah

[Verse 2]
I just got my checks up, now I need a check up
Cuz I puke on these beats and can't nobody clean my mess up
Drop the top and roll a fat one
Grab the swisher you roll that one
Give me head I fuck yo weave up take this 100 get yo hair done
And these blunts kickin' my ass I'm getting jumped I need a fair one
And I do this for the east side where we flamed up like a flare gun
Got two bitches trynna pair up
Told my dick just let them share us
Eat her out just give me brain, food for thought now pull my chair up
Man I hope you say your prayers, but I'm thuggin' to Hellcome
Bout to bring my city back, just thank me later bitch you welcome
I be shinnin' beamin' glossin'
And big timin' stuntin' and flouncin'
Lamborghini sittin' on Jordans with two more in my garage

[Hook]
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
Play with me and that's yo ass
All my bitches bad and yo bitches up for grabs
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
Smokin' on that yeah, clutchin' on that yeah
Run up on me ima blast
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah
Bitch I'm yeah to da yeah
I'm yeah to da yeah