Yop Video (MV)

We in the field, Yop, I want a mill, Yop Touchdown, head tap, it get real, Yop
I need bows, let's hit the road I need phones or some more custos
It's amazing how these niggas fakin' and they love to hate
They so basic, put a little Cajun on they dinner plate

Ain't no waitin, we just move in, we don't renovate
Black not hatin, but he got some patience when it come to pape
Black amazing and he one of one, he don't do facade
Niggas pussy and they know what's up, they not down to ride

You gon' play like it ain't happen, boy, we know it's no mirage
You got poked for bein' pussy and we told you pick a side
I don't remember you, I'm not befriendin' you, I keep a strap
We not pretendin, cool my thoughts, too cynical to ever lack

If you don't play a bool, then I'm gone finish, move like I was Jax
Always in the field, D.O.N, sponsor, head tap
You kept that man alive while knowin' he had a reason to come back
Let me strategize, cause I will never die if you lack

Let me strategize by settin' more traps
For these rats, I'm tryna hammer time that pussy, put a stamp on that cat

We in the field, Yop, I want a mill, Yop Touchdown, head tap, it get real, Yop
I need bows, let's hit the road I need phones or some more custos

Point me to the junkies, f*ck it
All these other niggas flunkies, they can't even score a bucket

Zombie tips'll turn your nugget to a motherf*ckin' muppet
Loudest nigga be the brokest, why you walkin' with a trumpet, ayy
I feel like Lil Wayne and two Chainz
Magician with the flu game, that collegegrove type shit

Wide body two lanes, had to mix it just to show my penmanship
If they ain't know, now you listenin, this not the intermission
I'm the show, I don't condone the bullshit
Get hit with a full clip, spin they block again

Next time we pull up in the new whip
Sell a couple jars just so I can buy new sticks
No purpose at all, you like Morty, no Rick
My bitch love my dirty draws, I ain't leave my bitch since

We together, right or wrong, she can even hold the stick
Ain't no robbin' me at all, you'll get hit with some shit
If that was me, I would've hit a nigga with a zombie tip
Then zombie tip, then zombie tip, then zombie tip, then zombie tip

I would've shot him till he turned into a f*ckin' zombie shit
Niggas played me, hold my head up, cause they ain't worth it
I ain't lazy, I got a bag with a bigger purpose
People talk too much, that's how I got the drop, told him run it

Guess I said enough, he felt that 40 puncturing his stomach
Ain't no walk around with flags if you ain't payin' homage
I should shoot you in your ass, blow your shit out till you vomit
We in the field, Yop, I want a mill, Yop Touchdown, head tap, it get real, Yop
I need bows, let's hit the road I need phones or some more custos