EYE YAI
Eye Yai
Yea, huh
My nigga Avion
Came through wit this shit
I'm like man, shit dope bro
Can't hide the vibe and you can't cut the buzz listen
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
I'm gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Just tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya glass up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya cup up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Made all this money through the week
Fuck it up on the weekend
You keep fuckin' up the sheets
I gotta be new ones
Oh so you got a connect huh
Call a nigga right now
Can't cut the buzz bitch
Can't turn the lights down
She don't want no soda
She want coke wit the henny
She don't want a chauffeur
She wanna fuck in the front seat
We just on some down time
Then we gone O-D
You should do some for it
Man I'm higher than a mother fucker
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
I'm gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Just tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya glass up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya cup up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Been out there paper chasin'
Gone fuck up that bag huh?
Two loosies and one match
That's all that you had huh?
This shit ignorant, but it's stankin'
Too many close calls, that when I'm drankin'
Fuck is you talkin' bout
Always got somethin' a talk about
I ain't just wit the games
I'm in the money game
This ain't for internet
This for my niggas them
If them niggas don't mean you no good
Man fuck them niggas, straight like that
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai (Real shit nigga)
I'm gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Niggas always told me, keep ya fuckin circle tight nigga)
Just tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Shit I ain't know they meant that tight, real talk)
Raise ya glass up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(I'm gettin' high man, that's what I'm doin)
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Real niggas worldwide man)
Tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Shout out Avion, my nigga)
Raise ya cup up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Yea, huh
My nigga Avion
Came through wit this shit
I'm like man, shit dope bro
Can't hide the vibe and you can't cut the buzz listen
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
I'm gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Just tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya glass up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya cup up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Made all this money through the week
Fuck it up on the weekend
You keep fuckin' up the sheets
I gotta be new ones
Oh so you got a connect huh
Call a nigga right now
Can't cut the buzz bitch
Can't turn the lights down
She don't want no soda
She want coke wit the henny
She don't want a chauffeur
She wanna fuck in the front seat
We just on some down time
Then we gone O-D
You should do some for it
Man I'm higher than a mother fucker
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
I'm gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Just tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya glass up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Raise ya cup up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Been out there paper chasin'
Gone fuck up that bag huh?
Two loosies and one match
That's all that you had huh?
This shit ignorant, but it's stankin'
Too many close calls, that when I'm drankin'
Fuck is you talkin' bout
Always got somethin' a talk about
I ain't just wit the games
I'm in the money game
This ain't for internet
This for my niggas them
If them niggas don't mean you no good
Man fuck them niggas, straight like that
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai (Real shit nigga)
I'm gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Niggas always told me, keep ya fuckin circle tight nigga)
Just tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Shit I ain't know they meant that tight, real talk)
Raise ya glass up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(I'm gettin' high man, that's what I'm doin)
Eye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Gettin' high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Real niggas worldwide man)
Tryna get bye yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
(Shout out Avion, my nigga)
Raise ya cup up high yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
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Writer(s): Rashad Roye
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