Yummie (feat. LeeRoy)

These are words that go together Sole mon chile, bonbef vol Sole mon chile, bonfref vol These are words that go together That shit sound crazy Stack up the bread how I get to the money I feel like Jay B dropping hit cali yummy I'm a redhead, and I got a lil' tummy But wrap em up, make em look like a mummy Stack up the bread how I get to the money I feel like Jay B dropping hit cali yummy I'm a redhead, and I got a lil' tummy But wrap em up, make em look like a mummy Uh, uh, say hello to my stainless I hate you and them boys that you came with Gold in my mouth, now it lookin' like braces They say they know, we never seen their faces I'm with the clan, and we goin' through phases I whip you up, and now 12 think it rainin I'm a god, not the ones you put faith in I don't smoke weed, but I'm hot, so I'm blazin All girls hate me, so I call them racist Feelin' like Kanye, runnin' through these stages Light you up like a match, shootin' in Rangers Stand on Nintendo, it's 8-bit, uh Feel like I'm runnin' these bases Feel like Tay-K, cause I'm catchin' these cases Fill them with lead, not the one that erases Lyrics so fire, that it burns through the pages Bars up ahead, and I'm stuck in the cages Rap is my pills, and I'm sober for ages I get the money, don't care on my wages Wet like I'm waitin' in water, and waiters Don't care on my waiters, I got too much cadence I feel like I'm Dirk, how I'm catchin' these faders Feel like it's tags, how we catchin' the lasers I'm poppin' these tags, how I'm throwin' a rager You steady, thinkin' you good, but I'm greater I finish my verse, but I might do it later Holy moly, holy moly, holy moly Yeah, got them Rick Owens, they special edition Raisin' the numbers, we doin' addition Hook on this hit like we just goin' fishin Saw a body of float, start the keys, yo, we dippin Blind a few dips on my visions My flow is cleaner than washin' the dishes A bar and a bell, and three-four, how we liftin Throwin' in sport, hit the brakes, and we driftin Gold on my neck, cause I like how it glisten Cook up a banger like fish on a skillet Splashin' up brothers, they callin' us triplets I'm goin' too fast, I need 12 for a ticket They got impatient, they wantin' a snippet Y'all think I suck, but y'all just bein' bigots My pockets are fat, never look like a midget I'm shootin' from deep, always hit, never miss it Stack up the bread, how I get to the money Feel like JB, drop a hit, call it yummy I'm a redhead, and I got a lil' tummy I'ma wrap him up, make him look like a mummy I'm a mummy