YIKES

Don't ever fuckin play with me

Y'all niggas know,y'all bitches know

I'm the fuckin King

You ho bitches know,you Dity bum niggas know(Grrrr)

Pooh,you a fool for this one got the strings on EMV

 

Verse (1)

Work up ,the price of coke up

I just hit with the low cut

Then call my folks up

Somebody bout to get pocked up

Go call a Tow truck

All that talking out your neck

Might just get your throat cut

This a Mack truck not a black truck

When we move ,tell em ,back up ,

Click ,click,click,clack,duck

Hella bands ,pull up stashed up,super facks up

All you bitches rosa parks

Oh ho,get your ass up

 

CHORUS

YIKES

I play tags and you do it for life

YIKES

Your a clown and you do it for likes

YIKES

Yes it's tight but it doesn't bite

Grip it right he be like

YIKES

What's the hype this is something lighte

YIKES

Outa town on consistent flights

YIKES

Work hard this a different white

Get your life your niggas ain't living right

 

YEAH,

I keep 2nights

Um, Wolf Gang, that's the fucking clique

I'm about to dip/ This clique is too fake , just hate/

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

Thank you for letting me create this masterpiece, shark bait

sick of the bait, sick of falling through the gaps in the grate!

Ooh,

I've been the same ,ain't nothing new

That sick raps,diamonds chain,what the fuck it do?

Yo,clear the way it's some bad nigga coming through

im a rapper through and through

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through