Say Yoo

Fucked up vegas for 3 years man i be out too much
Spent 4 summers in Miami cant get back im stuck
Promenade inside LA or we gon mob the Grove
Everywhere dey go they know that, they see that, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo

Yoodaat, Nigga you know that, i put in work over the time no I don't do call backs
Trip out to vegas outfit I'm slaying no I don't do throwbacks
And you see the drip the outfit is lit my niggas they on that

Yea they on that, im beyond that, over 3 nights took 2 flights to where the palms at
And i stay away its like covid no contact
Cant reach me cuz im too far and im too flee, Yoodaatfits on this black hat
With a Bhad Chick that got "Bag Ladies" on her backpack

And its a movie when I'm stepping through read receipts I get the message through
Big bag no acception to, all these foreign whips and all these checks is proof
I don't need to talk a big game to all the big names i know the shit strange
But that's the life of yoodie when u push button just to switch lanes

Switch lanes when i drive pass, pinkies up cuz im high class
Cant mingle while im in Maui, i'm too busy laying in a Spa Bath
Dubai for a foreign lunch, gotta get there more then once
Its Yoodaat shit, you know that shit, i done ran the states like Forrest Gump

Fucked up vegas for 3 years man i be out too much
Spent 4 summers in Miami cant get back im stuck
Promenade inside LA or we gon mob the Grove
Everywhere dey go they know that, they see that, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo, Ayyyeeee

And ion even check the timeline, Im well connected like its wifi
Ya girls she treat me like the top guy, cuz i keep a bag when i stop by
And thats a Yoo Fact, all of my yoodies get money you know we don't blow that
Ion gotta show that, i Cash out in Vegas hit Mello you know he gon hold that
its only the big bags that we worried about,
Came up from nothin and buried the drought
Yea we from the town and get love in the south,
They act like they got it we cuttin em out
Like the middleman, shit im the big yo they gon spin us like ceiling fans
Got no time for no feelings fam, talkin big bags then you know we gon get it man

Im from NY it never gets old, Trip in the winter escaping the cold
Head to the beach the sand in My toes
Fly to Dubai everything gold
Valentines lit
I got my shorty a maybach, cuz she said she wanted a rose
That shit is the same, everything goes
Our pictures is framed, nigga we goals
Boy i remember LA it was like yesterday we turnt up B.E.T and you know that
Had the city on tilt it was real when we left,
Had the whole city screaming out Yoodaat
But the shit is the same everywhere that i go,
They know who im wit and they know how i roll
The only thing switch is the bitches and maybe the pictures but all of em kodak

Fucked up vegas for 3 years man i be out too much
Spent 4 summers in Miami cant get back im stuck
Promenade inside LA or we gon mob the Grove
Everywhere dey go they know that, they see that, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo
I say yoodaat they say yo
Say Yo, Say Yo, Ayyyeeee



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Writer(s): Paris Moses
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