Yam lyrics

[Intro]
I warned you, now it’s too late
I can’t believe they’d do this!

[Chorus]
You might think I’m average, stand on my bankroll I’m like 16
Matter fact, some pape just came in
Let me correct myself, I’m 17
(Nah)
And not a dollar in my advance
I’m blowin’ racks I made from 9 to 5s

[Verse]
b*tch, I was workin’
Make the whip shake
And when I peel, it start twerkin’
Slap some hundreds on yo b*tch ass, get to twerkin’
She throw it good enough that she might leave wit’ a Birkin
They tryna understand my lingo
“What the f*ck is ‘Erkin’”?
(What the f*ck?)
That means I’m off a M-Box
If I don’t see no dollar signs attached, won’t read yo inbox

[Chorus]
You might think I’m average, stand on my bankroll I’m like 16
Matter fact, some pape just came in
Let me correct myself, I’m 17
And not a dollar in my advance
I’m blowin’ racks I made from 9 to 5s
(Nah)
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