Still Eating Noodles lyrics

[Intro: Big Yavo]
Gang
No, we ain't tuckin' no chain nowhere (Yoom, yoom, yoom)
You pick up what I'm puttin' down?
Crazy (Yoom)
Swing that b*tch like the Navy (Fah, fah, fah, fah)
Tired of these hoes, I might pull up in Chevy (Let's do it)
Ayy, tired of these hoes, I might pull up in Chevy (Chevy Tahoe)
Tired of these hoes, I might pull up in Chevy (Tahoe, pull up in Tahoe)
Ayy

[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Tired of these hoes, so I pull up in Chevy
Peanut butter the guts, that's the reason they jealous
Ayy, reach for this necklace, I send you to heaven
Big bankroll on me in this b*tch with Freddie
Ayy, chop got a knife, that b*tch cut like it's Krueger
She say, "Yay, you too young," told her, "Baby, I f*ck with the cougars"
They say, "Yay, you gettin' money, why you still eatin' noodles?"
Do 'bout three more shows, take that sh*t to the jeweler

[Verse 1: Big Yavo]
Call 'bout three more hoes, take them to the loft
It be hard to get pus*y when she know you soft
Ayy, fell in love with my Glock, treat that b*tch like my spouse
Me and you not the same, my b*tch can't put me out
Out on the North with them poles, I came straight from that south
That n*gga flex with two bands, I spent that on a couch
He happy made twenty, that sh*t in my mouth
Need to slow down on that drank, you smell Wock' when I cough
I made fifty in a drought when corona just hit
I put Off-White, Dolce & Gabbana on my b*tch
I say, watch where you walk, spent lot on these kicks
Lil' n*gga, don't p*ss me off, you get shot in your sh*t
Big Yay a dog in that booth, n*ggas shot out the gate
Ayy, my homeboy sell dog, I ain't talkin' 'bout no pit, ayy
Keep a glick, but I'm ridin' with the stick 'cause that's big bae
Don't call me lil' bruh, b*tch, you knowin' I'm Big Yay
[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Tired of these hoes, so I pull up in Chevy
Peanut butter the guts, that's the reason they jealous
Ayy, reach for this necklace, I send you to heaven
Big bankroll on me in this b*tch with Freddie
Ayy, chop got a knife, that b*tch cut like it's Krueger
She say, "Yay, you too young," told her, "Baby, I f*ck with the cougars"
They say, "Yay, you gettin' money, why you still eatin' noodles?"
Do 'bout three more shows, take that sh*t to the jeweler

[Verse 2: Bankroll Freddie]
Yeah
'Bout three more lines, then the kid gon' be sloppy
In the Lamb', sippin' drank with your b*tch, gettin' toppy
Lil' b*tch, she a thotty, put her on some molly
Suck di*k double handed, lil' b*tch, she done got me
f*ck her, then I dip, I can't lay up, I'm outtie
Think he richer than me, boy, I laugh 'cause I doubt it
No Master P, bae, but I'm turnt and I'm 'bout it
Lambo' cost three hundred, but f*ck it, I mount it
In Birmingham ridin' with Dracos and Yavo
Two shooters with me, they gon' do as I say so
Don't play, don't get hit in your face with a Draco
Gave my lawyer a fifty, told him get the case closed
Don't talk to me if it ain't bank or the pesos
Don't play with my guap, I'll bust your tomato
When I catch an opp, I'ma give him a halo
Roll him in a 'Wood, boy, take this pack to the face, bro
[Chorus: Big Yavo]
Tired of these hoes, so I pull up in Chevy
Peanut butter the guts, that's the reason they jealous
Ayy, reach for this necklace, I send you to heaven
Big bankroll on me in this b*tch with Freddie
Ayy, chop got a knife, that b*tch cut like it's Krueger
She say, "Yay, you too young," told her, "Baby, I f*ck with the cougars"
They say, "Yay, you gettin' money, why you still eatin' noodles?"
Do 'bout three more shows, take that sh*t to the jeweler