Yea Yea Yea

This song gon’ be all about the ad libs This ain’t gon’ be nothing but some straight wild ad libs I mean you know I deliver the bars too Ha, ha Young nigga drip designer clothes Walk in your spot, hit my dance like woah Got sauce on the bread like dominoes And I will never wife these hoes Got ice on my ears, it's hard to hear I’m a six-foot, deep voice chandelier Josh the Genie, your girl get near I spit my game, she disappear My whole team eating crab and steak Remember when noodles was on my plate Now I get doordash, I pay for dates And she wonder why she gaining weight Bakery, stack up the bread (yeah} Benjamins, stack up the deads (yeah) You know you heard what I said Ice so thick might need a sled These niggas be cappin’ Don't be attacking All of my niggas they really be spazzin’ Hit up a thick chick, she a baddie I got no hoes but I still be havin’ I am an animal, I am a goat Get wit my brothers and we do the most All of this water, need me a boat Say you don’t want me but liking my posts Ooh, Yea, Aye Ooh, Yea, Aye Ooh, Yea, Aye Ooh, Yea, Aye These hoes is burnt out I’ma spazz out I take the trash out She got a bad mouth I really be the freshest when I Walk out thru the door My stones and gold is shining Got the drip from head to toe (I don’t even wanna talk about the money no more) Cuz you already know I spread it to the family You just wasting all your dough I’m riding go-karts with your sister She want me to be her mister She mad cuz I do not kiss her Keep it quiet like a Fisker I ain’t like them other guys I don’t cap, they tellin’ lies They watch my life, it’s televised Ding Ding Ding, your wife is my prize I make it rain, I make it thunder They call me Jack, I got that lumber The sink got a leak, I need a plumber I got that bread just like Wonder I get in the car then pick up my brothers Make a few plays then go get some others Then I see a lil shawty and I get her number And she gon shake what she got from her mother!