Yay

Yeah This the song for them street cats And all the home dawgs that lost they way back Pack full of yay, I'm just trying to get paid Bay bitches f*ck for a check, I ain't 'bout that Them yay bitches f*ck for that Maybach, they ain't 'bout that real shit Why I'm just trying to get rich This petite chick gon' lines off my dick, saying Take off your crucifix, I ain't new to this, say Quit with the angel shit, you know you is devilish Call yourself a demon, homie Just because you're lit Take the pot I'm pissing in Hit you with a bottled fist, and then Lose my shit, call it a Beautiful Mind style Come up loud, I'm a fall silent Ask me, "Yo, why you so violent?" See, I got bills that's been piling (Got bills that's been piling) I'm trying to be like Northern Lights, shining So show me them green faces Bay bitches f*ck for the blue check Yay bitches get they ass fucked on a deck Smoking Cremes to the neck like it ain't no thing That's that shit, that's that shit (That's that shit)