CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : YAO
Stan, turn me up
Man, you should've been made me one of these, Stan
That old bag, that old us, ha-ha, yeah
Red bottoms on, that's a strawberry jelly step
Ha-ha, sh*t, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hey (Hold on)
Hey (Ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz)
Red bottoms on, that's a strawberry jelly step
Weigh 130 but I'm still coming heavy press
Blowing big-a** 'Woods, I take heavy breaths
Tie my Adidas up then I go and step on necks
Swear I'm up dog sh*t, I'm the sh*t, dawg
Get the f**k out my face, b*t*h, I'm p*ssed off
Hit Saks, act bad then I drip sauce
Astronaut, if I hit him, he gon' lift off
White tee hit for a dub, it got a gator on it
Yellow Gatorade, the pint purple, I'm the Lakers on 'em
Orange Scat turned into a super racer on 'em
Dee turnt up off the Hen', ain't no chaser on him
Huh, bad b*t*h with the braces on her
Lil' light skin demon put the face up on me
Out of town b*t*h eating sushi 'cause she hate the Coney
Cooking up with that, throw an apron on me
We don't tolerate no snakes
Feel like Yao when I'm hopping out the bank
Footwork Euro, boy, I'm shopping without breaks
Hit Jay Ale's, I can't shop without a steak
B*t*h threw a fit, she can't shop without a face
Feel RiRi, how I'm popping out with Drac'
Shooting sh*t to Lance and I can Rocket Watt the play
Draw that sh*t up, hit the road then operate
I can't get the time back that I wasted
If they give you time, Jack, you gon' face it
Big-a** Demon take a chunk out the pavement
Used to ball in my dirty shoes, Calvin Cambridge
Wave runners, I'd drown before I jump ship
Pop darker than the moon but it's a Sunkist
Chopstick Karate Kid, it got that one kick
Two b*t*hes put they head down then they tongue kiss
Sick tripping [?] flood it with some Visa cards
Me and Stan touchdown, Ronde and Tiki Barb
Chopstick flatline him, he need CPR
F**k a telescope, it's the mirror when I see a star
Like, amen, dawg, this sh*t was God's choice
Sh*ttyBoyz, made her say it with the Tron voice
Made a play at Capers listening to JonBoi
I'm the Punch God and I'll put that sh*t on God, boy
Rocking out with that metal like we Led Zeppelin
I play with fraud but bro and them be bench pressing
Only thing green this b*t*h got is her text message
Pipe it down, lil' bro and them be dread stretching
Never gave a f**k, that's my problem
If he gang locked in, yeah, I got him
Played with our money, LOL, then we shot him
Computer fraud, it's f**ked up how I robbed him
I think that b*t*h loyal, had her wrapped around my finger
Wocky off exotic pop like I got a fever
B*t*h could put sh*t on God, still gon' not believe her
Soccer pants, Human Races when I rock Adidas
Buffs on, f**k around and did the Blade dance
Hutch beat my neck up with rocks, he a caveman
If you ain't SB, LOL, we ain't [?]
Spin around in my Vlone like I breakdance
Man, you should've been made me one of these, Stan
That old bag, that old us, ha-ha, yeah
Red bottoms on, that's a strawberry jelly step
Ha-ha, sh*t, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Hey (Hold on)
Hey (Ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz)
Red bottoms on, that's a strawberry jelly step
Weigh 130 but I'm still coming heavy press
Blowing big-a** 'Woods, I take heavy breaths
Tie my Adidas up then I go and step on necks
Swear I'm up dog sh*t, I'm the sh*t, dawg
Get the f**k out my face, b*t*h, I'm p*ssed off
Hit Saks, act bad then I drip sauce
Astronaut, if I hit him, he gon' lift off
White tee hit for a dub, it got a gator on it
Yellow Gatorade, the pint purple, I'm the Lakers on 'em
Orange Scat turned into a super racer on 'em
Dee turnt up off the Hen', ain't no chaser on him
Huh, bad b*t*h with the braces on her
Lil' light skin demon put the face up on me
Out of town b*t*h eating sushi 'cause she hate the Coney
Cooking up with that, throw an apron on me
We don't tolerate no snakes
Feel like Yao when I'm hopping out the bank
Footwork Euro, boy, I'm shopping without breaks
Hit Jay Ale's, I can't shop without a steak
B*t*h threw a fit, she can't shop without a face
Feel RiRi, how I'm popping out with Drac'
Shooting sh*t to Lance and I can Rocket Watt the play
Draw that sh*t up, hit the road then operate
I can't get the time back that I wasted
If they give you time, Jack, you gon' face it
Big-a** Demon take a chunk out the pavement
Used to ball in my dirty shoes, Calvin Cambridge
Wave runners, I'd drown before I jump ship
Pop darker than the moon but it's a Sunkist
Chopstick Karate Kid, it got that one kick
Two b*t*hes put they head down then they tongue kiss
Sick tripping [?] flood it with some Visa cards
Me and Stan touchdown, Ronde and Tiki Barb
Chopstick flatline him, he need CPR
F**k a telescope, it's the mirror when I see a star
Like, amen, dawg, this sh*t was God's choice
Sh*ttyBoyz, made her say it with the Tron voice
Made a play at Capers listening to JonBoi
I'm the Punch God and I'll put that sh*t on God, boy
Rocking out with that metal like we Led Zeppelin
I play with fraud but bro and them be bench pressing
Only thing green this b*t*h got is her text message
Pipe it down, lil' bro and them be dread stretching
Never gave a f**k, that's my problem
If he gang locked in, yeah, I got him
Played with our money, LOL, then we shot him
Computer fraud, it's f**ked up how I robbed him
I think that b*t*h loyal, had her wrapped around my finger
Wocky off exotic pop like I got a fever
B*t*h could put sh*t on God, still gon' not believe her
Soccer pants, Human Races when I rock Adidas
Buffs on, f**k around and did the Blade dance
Hutch beat my neck up with rocks, he a caveman
If you ain't SB, LOL, we ain't [?]
Spin around in my Vlone like I breakdance
