Hey, ho lyrics

[Chorus ~ Young Judo]
Aye
Got a whole lotta dope, whole lotta blow
Whole lotta coke, got a whole lotta snow
Got a whole lotta chokes, whole lotta fours
Whole lotta pours, got a whole lotta poles
Whole lotta shows, and a whole lotta hoes
Whole lotta flow, and a whole lotta coats
Whole lotta goats, and a whole lotta soap
Whole lotta glow, got a whole lotta those

[Verse 1 ~ Young Judo]
I ain’t f*cking with no hoes, I’m like “Hey, hoe! There ya go”
They f*cking with Judo, they like “Aye, yo! There he go”
Blowing like a flute though, that new smoke, how it go?
Clean just like thе crew, hoe
Ya’ll already know
Shakе it like some dreadlocks, f*cking make her bed rock
On me she go dumb, right? Give me head, top
Slob on me knob, eat my meat just like kabab
If the b*tch ain’t wanna f*ck tonight, she finna f*ck tomorrow
If the b*tch ain’t tryna lay it down then she finna lick me up
On me she gon play it out, f*cking sip me up
Sip me like a sippy cup, while I’m sipping trippy cup
Talking all that bubbly, all up in the double cup
Yeah, in the double cup
She gon rub it up, yeah, f*ck me up
Yeah, shawty finna love me up
She gon ride like Kawasaki, you know she ain’t giving up
Yeah, woah
b*tches want the stock, but they only get the c*ck, still I tell em “off the jock”
What the f*ck they playing for? What the f*ck they talking bout?
Why they always talking up, Judo f*cking shock it up
Gotta switch the flow though, like a rowboat, in the four-door
Still trapping the same sh*t, that rando, I don’t know
What the f*ck I’m talking bout, it don’t even matter though
She wetter than a pamper, hoe
She a f*cking slammer hoe

[Chorus ~ Young Judo]
Got a whole lotta dope, whole lotta blow
Whole lotta coke, got a whole lotta snow
Got a whole lotta chokers, whole lotta fours
Whole lotta pours, got a whole lotta poles
Whole lotta shows, and a whole lotta hoes
Whole lotta flow, and a whole lotta coats
Whole lotta goats, and a whole lotta soap
Whole lotta glow, got a whole lotta those
Aye

[Verse 2 ~ Playboi Carti]
These b*tches wanna tip, these b*tches want my drip
I pull up on these hoes, I’m riding in spaceship
These hoes they want my pole, these hoes wanted the di*k
These b*tches want your cash, Pierre on the track
b*tch, gimme back
I’m tatted on her back, I’m tatted on her neck, yeah, Cash Carti back
Shawty wanna lip, Shawty wanna lip
Shawty wanna roll, Shawty wanna get-
Shawty wanna pop, Shawty wan’ get lit
And I still pop pill, and I go on drill
Shawty wanna f*ck, she just wanna feel
I be on a X, I be on a pill, b*tches wanna f*ck, f*ck my Ex still
Trapping in the hill, “Suwu”ing in the hills
Depend on how I feel, Bentley Coup, no deal
b*tches wanna f*ck, Shawty wanna feel
100 thousand flow, 100 thousand flows
Switch up like I feel cold, switch up like I change hoes
Got a lot of hoes, got a lot of cold
Got her body low, n*gga overdose
Yeah my swag so clean, hey
Bad b*tches on me, ouu
Bad b*tch wanna f*ck, huh, yeah, TMZ
Gucci coat tail, house up in the hills
Shawty wanna live, f*cked her in the crib

[Chorus ~ Young Judo]
Got a whole lotta dope, whole lotta blow
Whole lotta coke, got a whole lotta snow
Got a whole lotta chokers, whole lotta fours
Whole lotta pours, got a whole lotta poles
Whole lotta shows, and a whole lotta hoes
Whole lotta flow, and a whole lotta coats
Whole lotta goats, and a whole lotta soap
Whole lotta glow, got a whole lotta those
Aye