Yoppa

(álbum: Northsbest - 2018)

[Lil Mosey:]
Pull up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (with a flare)
My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go bare (bo, bo, bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I'm flexing 'cause I can ('cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nigga, JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sipping on the lean

Yeah, 30 'round my neck, my jewels water like saline
And my life be moving fast like I'm in a movie, ayy
We don't fuck around, so we holding .223
And I'm on the fucking xan, I just mixed it in my drink
I sip on the lean and my big homie OG, yeah
I got 20 shooters, they gon' wet you like saline, yeah
And I'm wit' lil' Fendi, that lil bro, he's flipping key, and
My jewels like water and I'm sipping on codeine, yeah

[Lil Mosey & BlocBoy JB:]
Pull up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (with a flare)
My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go bare (bo, bo, bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I'm flexing 'cause I can ('cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nigga, JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sipping on the lean (yeah, yeah, word, word)

[BlocBoy JB:]
We smoke gas like the bag, ain't no turning down (down)
Jane sad, purple rain, cripping in yo town (crip)
Players going down, ayy, where he stay? I need him now, ayy (rra)
I call up them Feezies, they gon' smoke him like a ounce (word, word, word, word, word)
Bitch-bitch I make the trap bounce, what you need? I got that
Nigga tried to rob me, best believe I shot that (that's on my mama)
These niggas ain't killers, they the one that's getting shot at (shot at)
They snitching and I copped that, made me put some top at

[Lil Mosey:]
Pull up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (with a flare)
My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go bare (bo, bo, bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I'm flexing 'cause I can ('cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nigga, JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sipping on the lean