Ay Ay Ay (feat. 3 Glizzy)
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
It's Neo on the beat, Nicko
Ah
I grew up on a mellow
I'ma Glizzy gang label
I don't wanna fantasy
Don't make me feel special
40 on my waist and 40 on my bezzo
I like that Tray Seven yeah, know that forever
You know real enough got up fit in my cocoon
I blew a hundred like I get more at Fargo
Double got the color purple pink no way happen
I'll blow down a million cash bitch I feel like low-low
And now that shit you don't enter that day, gangster though
Remember my snitch for your gap dope ages ago
My nigga play with me once and he play for show
Don't ask my shooter what they want, is which you waiting for?
Hello how are you doing?
So I tell him, "I'm fine"
If I ain't got no money ain't got no time
I'm show you how to make honey up to 3.5
'Cause I know if I told you'll buy things around
Come and get a chicken from me, you know bitch is frying
Or else we dig less, I hate from behind
I put the dick inside and she go, "Ay, ay, ay" (dick)
I don't know 'bout your Nick's, but man go, "Ay, ay, ay" (dick, dick)
Prepare guns since I was little (I was little)
Don't need validation I'm official (I'm official)
Niggas they kill shit when they're on Sedano (prr, prr)
I pull up presidential
Wear with a fashion, wear no pistols (prr, prr)
Tryna sell my whump here around me witch (prr-rrrr)
I could reckoning
I knock all these bitches (all these bitches)
Niggas who's switching
Ah-ah now I ain't fucking no snitches (get that P)
Why bitch got no, which (they don't get), "Fuck off, I ain't getting any dick" (these bitches)
Around now me tick
Trouble, I'm crazy I'm serving that meat (I serving that meat)
Mount low and get it
Meat totally hit it (ayy)
Alright now then get it, ayy
Tyrant above them bitches ('bove them bitches)
I hate in a crib (in a crib)
Could be chance in mission
Suck that dick she gifted (gifted)
All I knew she's wetting (tap, tap, tap)
Hello how are you doing?
So I tell him I'm fine
If I ain't got no money ain't got no time
I'm show you how to make honey up to 3.5
'Cause I know if I told you'll buy things around
Come and get a chicken from me, you know bitch is frying
Or else we dig less, I hate from behind
I put the dick inside and she go, "Ay, ay, ay"
I don't know 'bout your nick's but man go, "Ay, ay, ay"
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
It's Neo on the beat, Nicko
Ah
I grew up on a mellow
I'ma Glizzy gang label
I don't wanna fantasy
Don't make me feel special
40 on my waist and 40 on my bezzo
I like that Tray Seven yeah, know that forever
You know real enough got up fit in my cocoon
I blew a hundred like I get more at Fargo
Double got the color purple pink no way happen
I'll blow down a million cash bitch I feel like low-low
And now that shit you don't enter that day, gangster though
Remember my snitch for your gap dope ages ago
My nigga play with me once and he play for show
Don't ask my shooter what they want, is which you waiting for?
Hello how are you doing?
So I tell him, "I'm fine"
If I ain't got no money ain't got no time
I'm show you how to make honey up to 3.5
'Cause I know if I told you'll buy things around
Come and get a chicken from me, you know bitch is frying
Or else we dig less, I hate from behind
I put the dick inside and she go, "Ay, ay, ay" (dick)
I don't know 'bout your Nick's, but man go, "Ay, ay, ay" (dick, dick)
Prepare guns since I was little (I was little)
Don't need validation I'm official (I'm official)
Niggas they kill shit when they're on Sedano (prr, prr)
I pull up presidential
Wear with a fashion, wear no pistols (prr, prr)
Tryna sell my whump here around me witch (prr-rrrr)
I could reckoning
I knock all these bitches (all these bitches)
Niggas who's switching
Ah-ah now I ain't fucking no snitches (get that P)
Why bitch got no, which (they don't get), "Fuck off, I ain't getting any dick" (these bitches)
Around now me tick
Trouble, I'm crazy I'm serving that meat (I serving that meat)
Mount low and get it
Meat totally hit it (ayy)
Alright now then get it, ayy
Tyrant above them bitches ('bove them bitches)
I hate in a crib (in a crib)
Could be chance in mission
Suck that dick she gifted (gifted)
All I knew she's wetting (tap, tap, tap)
Hello how are you doing?
So I tell him I'm fine
If I ain't got no money ain't got no time
I'm show you how to make honey up to 3.5
'Cause I know if I told you'll buy things around
Come and get a chicken from me, you know bitch is frying
Or else we dig less, I hate from behind
I put the dick inside and she go, "Ay, ay, ay"
I don't know 'bout your nick's but man go, "Ay, ay, ay"
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh
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Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Nicolas Baran
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