Yop lyrics

[Verse 1: che]
I got keys just like Beethoven
On me, this ain't no [?] and a glick on me, just toting (Where'd you find this?)
[?] I'm in her ocean, with that mafia my slogan
That boy lost, yeah, he so hopeless, send some shots, his body frozen, yeah
'Bout to roll up, yeah, f*ck on hoes, oh yeah
We f*ck hoes, oh yeah, b*tch, I end your kickback, incognito, yeah
Wipe his nose, oh yeah, I buy clothes like, "Yeah"
Supreme, Vlone, oh yeah

[Verse 2: Slump6s]
b*tch, I don't care 'bout yo' day, go 'head and eat me up, uh
And I'm in that GLE, no, you can't see me, yeah, yo
n*gga want smoke, lеt's set that up
Pipe that b*tch, so wet, oh yеah
When I shoot, all net, oh yeah
Hundred round drum, my TEC, oh yeah
Two b*tches, one I might text, oh, yeah
Ho move, wantin' her best friend, yeah
I can't f*ck with no yes man, yeah
[?]
b*tch wan' touch my weapon, yeah
Money sign, b*tch, I'm steppin', yeah
Play with my slime, gon' step on you

[Verse 3: che]
Yeah, eat me like cannibal, she want my family, yeah
I sip some Fanta, yeah, big racks like Fanum, yeah
Perc' 30, clayco, yeah, she broke her ankle, uh
My wrist on ankle, yeah, I'd never hate on ya
Get smoked, let's tango, my side ho just hit me up
I don't wan' hang, no, my big bro, he throw up Blood
No, I don't bang, no (b*tch), hit his body or his son
This ain't Orlando, yeah, I need a Durango camo
[Verse 4: Slump6s]
Yeah, my choppa gon' step on ya
Money sign, oh yeah, that check just hit, uh
f*ckin' this redbone b*tch
[?] no headphones b*tch
I don't take L's, just lessons, yeah
Freaky ho tryna have sex and sh*t, yeah
I got keys like Nexus, yeah
Hit that boy up, that texting sh*t
Lil' ho tryna blow my whole phone up, so I don't text this b*tch
I'm in that four-door Rover, yeah, f*ck around, I might get reckless, sh*t
f*ck around, I might just aim for this b*tch
[?], b*tch
Young n*gga said we not 'bout it
I'm tryna see who the f*ck said that sh*t

[Verse 5: che]
Yeah, we out in Paris, why she so apparent? (She so apparent)
I got this sh*t on my own, f*ck sharing, I ain't even had no parent
Indica, want smoke, I dare you, blue bills just like the parrot
Yeah, standin' on all of the fairies, me and the racks just got married, yeah
Black on black crime, Tyler Perry, doing these interviews scary, yeah
I'd rather go talk to myself, I know nobody ever hear me, yeah
I know some b*tches out to air us, I broke the b*tch and then repair her
The pus*y wet, I need Arc'teryx, yeah, I slurp the pus*y like a ferret
Cash only thing I carry, stones on me, it's some karats, I know n*ggas don't carry it
DOA, n*gga, like Eric, I got hella extensions
f*ck it, yeah, we go air it, yeah, that n*gga's gon' run quick