Yea Yea lyrics

[Hook]
b*tch Don't play wit Jay because Ill take yo n*gga gun
Ride around wit hella clips, I stay sticked up
Jus like a Nun
We got 3 Buttons onna back
If they get tapped, I bet you run
Told yo b*tch to put my di*k all in her mouth
Just like some gum
[Verse 1]
Ill rock out wit dat 50
Like Im Kiss or sum
You ain't got pole?
b*tch you better go get you one
Bro be down to sco
See dat whip, Make it flip or sum
Found my opps cuz they was duckin me
Then I Blicked me one
Yea
Call me Mr.Take Yo Pipe
Mr. Bangin wit that Fully
Flexin Flashin like a Star
Stick Em up, Take his bands ay
Bae thats not my di*k, that you feelin
In my pants ay
This a 30 Clip, Watch me do my Murda Dance ay
She gon ask, how High I do I get, I told her high as Duck
She said she ain't f*ckin wit da opps, she a lyin f*ck
Ima have to shoot her inna head, after I get my nut
Get Kai onna wheel, We OD crashin in that Kia
[Pre Chorus]
We stay smoking on Exotic
Flip dat work n make a profit
Make that switchy twerk, if bro can't hit the target
Then I got it
If its a play, then Ima Lob it
Caught a Hat off an assist
We Spinnin blocks like Beyblade
What lil bro said, Let it rip