Yamaha (feat. Apollo Monroe)

Do the dash in a Yamaha
AP
Apollo
Seven-O Beretta
Oh boy
Turn that shit up
Taylor 'bout to fucking flex

Yeah
Yeah
I do the dash in a Yamaha, uh
Like Poet Sound ain't no stopping us, huh
My team in the spizz, we gon' turn the club up
Talkin' like you want a problem but you ain't gon' run up
Told lil shawty throw it back for a nigga, hey yuh
We getting money, we ain't come to play
Bout to back out a stack, I'mma make it rain
Do the dash, nothing was the same
Yeah

Yeah
Yamaha it go zoom zoom
Engine in the back of the car it go vroom vroom
Mess with my hittas, red dots
Yeah it's too soon
Head-spin
Make your head spin like a loose screw
Yeah
You don't know who you playin' with
It could get litty real quick
Yeah I'm dangerous
Music on your speakers real hot, yeah I'm flaming it
Rats painting situations like pictures, they're framing it (They rats)
Uh
Drifting
Movie
Shifting
Yeah, she mad at me cause I'm stuck in my ways
Elevate
Yeah I'm sorry lil baby I cannot change
It's a race
Baby we can't connect the love out of range
7-OB, yeah it's MB2
Homie I be doing me
Like why would I envy you, uh
I'm too sick and too blessed
Achoo
No I can't settle for less, brodie I can never lose

I do the dash in a Yamaha, uh
Like Poet Sound ain't no stopping us, huh
My team in the spizz, we gon' turn the club up
Talkin' like you want a problem but you ain't gon' run up
Told lil shawty throw it back for a nigga, hey yuh
We getting money, we ain't come to play
Bout to back out a stack, I'mma make it rain
Do the dash, nothing was the same
Yeah

Do the dash, nothing was the same
Pull up and they know my name
How playing dress-up in another nigga diamond chain?
Kawasaki on my wish list
Apollo dirt bikes, probably get it gifted
You tryna stunt hard nigga you
convincing?
And they always use my name
But they never use my mentions
Still got a couple niggas sitting on my hit list
I ain't talking freak shit
Pull up make them leak, bitch
You caught up on the old scene
I'm on to the next look
Flipping through my pages you studying the best book
I'm cooking in the stu, while y'all niggas watch a chef cook
Really running off a rampage call me Left Hook
Fluent in business
And I influence the system
My flow fluid like Tempest
And I'm a little pretentious
I got to doing some disses
In case niggas been wishing
I got to throwing out dishes
I'm tired of washing you bitches
PSO been official, real niggas don't see the issue
PTG on the scene
No nigga could get between
Seven-O Beretta get the cheddar on some drill shit
Apollo gon' beat up the beat (Yeah)
It's the creed, bitch

I do the dash in a Yamaha, uh
Like Poet Sound ain't no stopping us, huh
My team in the spizz, we gon' turn the club up
Talkin' like you want a problem but you ain't gon' run up
Told lil shawty throw it back for a nigga, hey yuh
We getting money, we ain't come to play
Bout to back out a stack, I'mma make it rain
Do the dash, nothing was the same
Yeah

Do the dash, nothing was the same
No no no no
Uh
Seven-O Beretta



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