YESSIR (feat. Lil Mac)

Y-Y-Y Yessir Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up Stackin paper, wanna feature Better come around and pay up Yessir That lil' bitch, she be easy Just like a layup Make the mozt art Calling ain't new era, Amadeus Yessir Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up Finna stay up Every night I've been countin up all this paper Yessir Bad lil' bitch can't help but see me on the TV Now every night she hit me like Nae, I've been trying to lay up Woah Bitch, I'm getting fucking buckets F*ck it, man, I live like Warren Buffett She just gobble for the money Now she asking for the stuffin Ask her if she bluffing, guess it's nothing Kiss my bitch in public, peepers popping by Think we disgustin though Naethekidd and Bobby broke That some fucking jokes Nah lil' Mac attack, he hit your ribs And grab you by the throat Grab the gat and tag your back A couple times until you croak Then we back to spitting rhymes And fornicating with these hoes Bitch, I'm Dennis the Menace I'm strategic without a blemish So I pick that racket up Aim at your back, I'm hitting tennis flows We came with the heat, you won't believe But we ain't finished though I've been coughin awfully often up in a coffin With no oxygen just smoke Yeah, you know Nae finna toke Yessir Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up Stackin paper, wanna feature Better come around and pay up Yessir That lil' bitch, she be easy Just like a layup Make the mozt art Calling ain't new era, Amadeus Yessir Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up Finna stay up Every night I've been countin up all this paper Yessir Bad lil' bitch can't help but see me on the TV Now every night she hit me like Nae, I've been trying to lay up Woah Please don't step on my fazos bitch Call me Kelly, got the keys like I'm Beethoven Got the cheese, queso, and the payroll But bitches, they do what I say, so, yeah Lil' Mac should arrest me On my wave She could ride down on my jet ski Yessirski, really feeling kinda flirty She was 30, she look 20, but she 30, ayy And I ain't got a problem with that I'ma swerve in the front and bust it down in the back The way she's showing off her curves, I don't know how to react But I'ma bang thats it, and f*ck, call you back, bitch I'm a pro, I don't really need practice Can't believe that she wasn't an actress We got bars bet you put us with that pip Said she love me, but I don't know what that is I don't wanna talk if you can't find me I don't wanna date you, bitch, you just a side piece Cause bitches come in pairs like they fuckin' Siamese I don't know your name, can you please remind me I don't really care what's on your mind No way Only other reason is to rhyme Wolfgang Doing shit I never thought before And I ain't in my prime, Bout to blow, you running out of time, propane Y-Y-Y Yessir Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up Stackin paper, wanna feature Better come around and pay up Yessir That lil' bitch, she be easy Just like a layup Make the mozt art Calling ain't new era, Amadeus Yessir Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up Finna stay up Every night I've been countin up all this paper Yessir Bad lil' bitch can't help but see me on the TV Now every night she hit me like Nae, I've been trying to lay up Woah, woah, woah, woah