YESSIR

Y-Y-Y Yessir
Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up
Stackin paper, wanna feature
Better come around and pay up
Yessir
That lil' bitch, she be easy Just like a layup
Make the mozt art
Calling ain't new era, Amadeus
Yessir
Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up
Finna stay up
Every night I've been countin up all this paper
Yessir
Bad lil' bitch can't help but see me on the TV
Now every night she hit me like
Nae, I've been trying to lay up
Woah

Bitch, I'm getting fucking buckets
Fuck it, man, I live like Warren Buffett
She just gobble for the money
Now she asking for the stuffin
Ask her if she bluffing, guess it's nothing
Kiss my bitch in public, peepers popping by
Think we disgustin though
Naethekidd and Bobby broke
That some fucking jokes
Nah lil' Mac attack, he hit your ribs
And grab you by the throat
Grab the gat and tag your back
A couple times until you croak
Then we back to spitting rhymes
And fornicating with these hoes
Bitch, I'm Dennis the Menace I'm strategic without a blemish
So I pick that racket up Aim at your back, I'm hitting tennis flows
We came with the heat, you won't believe But we ain't finished though
I've been coughin awfully often up in a coffin
With no oxygen just smoke
Yeah, you know Nae finna toke

Yessir
Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up
Stackin paper, wanna feature
Better come around and pay up
Yessir
That lil' bitch, she be easy Just like a layup
Make the mozt art
Calling ain't new era, Amadeus
Yessir
Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up
Finna stay up
Every night I've been countin up all this paper
Yessir
Bad lil' bitch can't help but see me on the TV
Now every night she hit me like
Nae, I've been trying to lay up
Woah

Please don't step on my fazos bitch
Call me Kelly, got the keys like I'm Beethoven
Got the cheese, queso, and the payroll
But bitches, they do what I say, so, yeah
Lil' Mac should arrest me
On my wave She could ride down on my jet ski
Yessirski, really feeling kinda flirty She was 30, she look 20, but she 30, ayy
And I ain't got a problem with that
I'ma swerve in the front and bust it down in the back
The way she's showing off her curves, I don't know how to react
But I'ma bang thats it, and fuck, call you back, bitch
I'm a pro, I don't really need practice
Can't believe that she wasn't an actress
We got bars bet you put us with that pip
Said she love me, but I don't know what that is

I don't wanna talk if you can't find me
I don't wanna date you, bitch, you just a side piece
Cause bitches come in pairs like they fuckin' Siamese
I don't know your name, can you please remind me
I don't really care what's on your mind
No way
Only other reason is to rhyme
Wolfgang
Doing shit I never thought before
And I ain't in my prime,
Bout to blow, you running out of time, propane

Y-Y-Y Yessir
Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up
Stackin paper, wanna feature
Better come around and pay up
Yessir
That lil' bitch, she be easy Just like a layup
Make the mozt art
Calling ain't new era, Amadeus
Yessir
Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up
Finna stay up
Every night I've been countin up all this paper
Yessir
Bad lil' bitch can't help but see me on the TV
Now every night she hit me like
Nae, I've been trying to lay up
Woah, woah, woah, woah



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Writer(s): Jaylen Williams
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