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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Yavo
Big Yavo
Vocals
Peewee Longway
Peewee Longway
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yaven Mailden
Yaven Mailden
Songwriter
Quincy Lamont Williams
Quincy Lamont Williams
Songwriter
Ryan Sanderson
Ryan Sanderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Big Gunt
Big Gunt
Producer
HennyTrack
HennyTrack
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Let’s go
Turn me up a lil' bit more, man
Gang
Let’s go
[Chorus]
Man, we look like a band, all these big ass drums
Smell so good, I could strip me a nun
Put that shit on, buy Balenci' for fun
My closet so full, I got fashion for months
That ain't his money, he be pulling stunts
Baby look, I'ma boss, he a cunt
Baby look, I'm daddy, he nothing
Baby look, let me take you to lunch
Baby look, I know you the one
So don't let 'em tell you two
Baby look, what you wanna do?
Know you got motion lil' mama, me too
Baby, let's ride 'round and trap in a coupe
She thought she was dreaming, got stars in the roof
I got more paper than leaf and loose
Stay out my business, what you can do
[Verse 1]
Hating off me, that ain't paying you
Get off my dick and go get a job
Yeah, get off my dick and go and clock in
You and your hating ass friends
Out of favors, no more shit to lend
Getting that bread, riding 'round with that gin
Make 'em run like the Gingerbread Man
Your **** a boy, come fuck with a man, baby look, I'm just saying
[Chorus]
Look like a band, all these big ass drums
Smell so good, I could strip me a nun
Put that shit on, buy Balenci' for fun
My closet so full, I got fashion for months
That ain't his money, he be pulling stunts
Baby look, I'ma boss, he a cunt
Baby look, I'm daddy, he nothing
Baby look, let me take you to lunch
Baby look, I know you the one
So don't let 'em tell you two
Baby look, what you wanna do?
Know you got motion lil' mama, me too
Baby, let's ride 'round and trap in a coupe
She thought she was dreaming, got stars in the roof
I got more paper than leaf and loose
Stay out my business, what you can do
[Verse 2]
I tell how she stand, this bitch ran through
I can tell you one thing that a bitch can’t do
Go catch a play, bring the racks, all blue
I keep them blue like I trap, dog food
She eating up the drip, G Nikes and Rude
Baby look, I don't even look when you chew
Water on my neck make you slip like Lou
Baby look, I can make Cinderella pick a shoe
Everywhere I go, my young **** gooped
I keep more pimping than Liu Kang shoe
We hit everything when we coming through
Baby look, you, you and you
I like it wet, water, fruit
Fire this bih with the cranberry seats
I hit this bih till she fuck up the sheets
Baby look, all my rackades neat
Cocaine seats in the Cadillac V
I got the strength of the cataract weed
Everywhere I go, gotta shy red chopper
Bitch call me, I'm the dope dick doctor
Longway and Yay, we the new Big Poppa
Look, dick got a hook like a chopper
Baby look, I'm a rich ****, I don't talk proper
I'm trapping, I'm selling and serving and crapping, Longway, bitch
Written by: Quincy Lamont Williams, Ryan Sanderson, Yaven Mailden
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