Kevin Gates - Yayo (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] {Spanish} Shooters on the payroll, they murder when I say so What's happenin' fool? I really ain't wanna f** with that I don't get tired [Verse] Hit water with the rich homie, need 10k for a feature Whip drank, what a b**h think like I ain't never gon' see her Sippin' red, ran out of purp, only thing I hate being out of work Put the d** down, my worker work it I'mma plug now, that's a lot of work Out the mud on the curb gang, conversation with the bird-man Luchie dropped through and sneezed on me, number cheaper than the bird-man Slurred words like Nelly talkin, count the money that's everything? First string not cooperating, ride the bench with the third string Play with Dreco or Lil' Mazi slangin' chrome bout it Just slung a n***a 20 birds from out of Stone Mountain Ain't got no mind get out of line then I'mma zone bout it I'm bout that action, (brrrrrrrrrrat), won't say a word bout it Entrapment, victim of fatal attraction with no contraband in my mattress This n***a actin' All of your flaws comin' out to the surface you lame with no swaggers Say you ain't press me about a few dollars I owe Well come get it in blood cause I jacked you J-Real on the phone I was runnin' the M bout a b**h I was f**in' on campus b**h I'm amazing Meet me up 50 you don't want to give then b**h I'mma make you Holdin' your dick on BWA that sh** fake, matter fact you a hater No elevator, still elevate you Send you to garbage I done you a favor Your boy get f**ed in the a** bout' a sh** of that raw and nobody could save em' [Hook] [Outro] If you in the car with three n***as, and you more intelligent than the three n***as you in the car with, it's time to get out that car. I don't get tired