Yoppa

[Bridge]
I walk up in this bitch so fly
I bet you I could take home Cyndi Lauper, uh
If this about my paper I'll come swingin' out the window with that yoppa, uh
But girl I like your DNA, your T and A, it's fire
And we can get this party started with a lighter, uh
Got Petey Petey feelin' nice
Gin and tonic over ice, I keep my head up to the sky
All I need is a light, all I need is a light

[Verse 1]
"Would you ride for me?" Hell ya!
"Would you die for me?" Fuck no nigga, you stupid?
Look at all the shit that I'm doin'
Look at all the mountains I'm movin'
Look at all the lives it would ruin
Look at how them hoes give a truant
Probly' cracked doe and got a shoo-in
Nigga showed up early, I was truant
Now I'm talkin' money and that nigga talkin' fluent, ooh
Shiver me timbers, I grabbed the rose and got splinters
I worked outside long winters, ice cold winds blew in off the river
Picked up the phone momma said why you sniffle
Told her I was cold, out here on the road, burnin'
Trynna' get free of my burdens
I'm a wiz kid gettin' currency
So I'm laid back in car service like, like

[Hook]
Like, clear the runway baby
I get money from Sunday to Sunday, baby
Oh behave, oh behave (oh-oh behave)
I'm young, rich, famous
Oh-OG in my swisha
(OG in my swisha, OG-OG in my swisha)
So my blunt tastes flavored
(Oh behave, Oh-oh-OG in my swisha, OG-OG in my swisha)
So my blunt tastes flavored

[Bridge]

[Verse 2]
Now watch I flip shit like a [?]
Precise like the thread through the needle eye
My mind is focused like eagle eyes
I can see through your lies, oh me, oh my
What if my raps pop?
What if I make a million dollars off the laptop?
Verbal crack rock, through the cash box
And bounce like icons on the Mac top
Mac locked cause all this was
Never that thought that they would say a nigga won
Zip one 'till I get loose, and your bitch come to get a stiff one
That's another meaning, pun intended, I'm relentless
My pockets were empty, they were lent less
'Till I got three sets of gold from the dentist, ooh
I woke up camera ready
Sharp as a surgeon scalpel, but my hands are steady
I need cheese in my pockets, pant confetti
I need cheese grated up on my damn spaghetti
Drink red sprite like a fan of Freddy
Trynna walk in my shoes but my baggage heavy
It's all day, all day, keep the cabbage ready
Cause I'm a bad boy like D-Dot Angelettie

[Hook]