Big Yavo - Facts Lyrics

(It ain't a Hit, it ain't Hit House)
Let's go
Haha, ayy, Big Yayski back
Oops, I mean Big Yavo back
Let's go (pussy)

Ayy, grab two cups and pour up a deuce (pour up a-)
Quickest way to get killed, thinkin' I ain't gon' shoot (bah)
Niggas be makin' shit up when they hop in the booth (for real)
When I hop on the mic', I'ma tell you the truth (no yap)
Damn near spilled my cup how I'm swervin' the coupe (the coupe)
Widebody huggin' the lane, kiss the curb, go smooch (skrrt, skrrt)
Ayy, everyday I wake up and get loot
I'm catchin' plays out in Dallas, you can call me Yay Loot (ayy, let's go)
It's so much smoke in the city, might start sellin' work (slidin')
Some niggas never hopped out and slapped that bitch in neutral (never)
Big Yay never been soppin' like that since Kuka (never)
Shawty stay down by her tits and new butt (for sure)
Two Glocks on me now, they got dicks
Don't give two f*cks (no)
Come down by that Drac', hit a black and I boost up (boost)
All racks, I might buy me a new truck (new)
My dawg changed, so I switched the roof up (switch)
What the f*ck is up? (Let's go)
Bitch it's Big Yayski and these niggas suck (uh)
This nigga made a diss, wanna response so I can blow 'em up (for real?)
And he say I'm pussy
Ain't shit sweet, nigga, come try your luck (let's go)
Dumb f*ck
No niggas gon' trick around me 'cause them my baby bros (no cap)
If you did a song for me, I ain't gon' say too much
You play too much (haha)
Mexican bitch call me papi
I ain't talkin' Champagne, but I got Dracs in the cut (Dracs)
And we got bags for the low
You want some bud? Just hit me, got Dray in the cut (bud)
Shawty just added me, that liquor in my cup
This double cup is Tess (dumbass)
These niggas mad that I blew, they been rappin', ain't won yet (run)
Yeah, I got shot, but on God, been on point since
Never said I'm a killer, never talkin' on pillars
Got power like Austin, no Rivers (let's go)
Dray come runnin' like Michael on Thriller
Reach for my neck, hit the switch, make it jiggle (frrt)
I guess it's a monkey on my back
Right when I'm just chillin', they tryna change
A nigga condition (damn)
Ayy, what your issue is?
Why you tellin' the folks all of the business still? (Why?)
Oh, I know what it is
This nigga think he Foolio from Jacksonville (haha)
How you smokin' on all these opps that you ain't actually kill?
Bro wan' blow so bad, you can have this shit (you can have it)
If it was up to me, I would just have some M's (bags)
Sometimes I don't be feelin' this shit (don't)
These rap niggas be on some sensitive shit
Free Slime, that show me how snaky it can get
Niggas really wake up and start hatin' and shit
Ayy, young nigga, listen, don't gotta be gangster
Stay in yo' lane and go get you some paper
Buy your mama a house, put some shit on the table (shit on the-)
Let me switch up the subject and talk 'bout this flavor
I got a plug out in Cali' connected like cable
Ricky my trust, I'm 'bout sharp as a razor (sharp)
I wake up, go get the bread like a bagel (go get it)
I wake up, pour up that gritty and sip maple (let's go)
I pull up bouncin', slidin' Maybach in April
I be on that pape' more than Staples
Thumb through that pape' and I make shawty wet (let's go)
I don't f*ck with the opps, crazy
Shout out to Sett, pussy