Yoppa - Lil Mosey, BlocBoy JB

Yoppa - Lil Mosey, BlocBoy JB

Альбом
Northsbest
Год
2018
Язык
`English`
Длительность
163390

Below is the lyrics of the song Yoppa , artist - Lil Mosey, BlocBoy JB with translation

Lyrics " Yoppa "

Original text with translation

Yoppa

Lil Mosey, BlocBoy JB

Gucci on my feet, and I’m with my nig', JD, yeah

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy

Margiela on these feet, I got Louis on me, uh

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean

Yeah, 30 'round my neck, my jewels water like saline

And my life be movin' fast like I’m in a movie, ayy

We don’t fuck around, so we holding .223

And I’m on the fucking Xan, I just mixed it in my drink

I sip on the lean and my big homie OG, yeah

I got 20 shooters, they gon' wet you like saline, yeah

And I’m wit' lil' Fendi, that lil bro, he’s flippin' key, and

My jewels wet like water and I’m sippin' on codeine, yeah

Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)

My nigga roll with me, if it’s beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo, bo, bo)

Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)

I got all these racks, so I’m flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)

Gucci on my feet, and I’m with my nig', JD, yeah

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy

Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean (Yeah, yeah, word, word)

We smoke gas like the bag, ain’t no turnin' down (Down)

Jeans sag, purple rag, crippin' in yo town (Crip)

Players goin' down, ayy, where he stay?

I need him now, ayy (Rra)

I call up them Feezies, they gon' smoke him like an ounce (Word, word, word,

word, word)

Bitch-bitch I make the trap bounce, what you need?

I got that

Nigga tried to rob me, best believe I shot that (That's on my mama)

These niggas ain’t killers, they the one that’s gettin' shot at (Shot at)

They snitchin' and I copped that, they made me put they top back

Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)

My nigga roll with me, if it’s beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo, bo, bo)

Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)

I got all these racks, so I’m flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)

Gucci on my feet, and I’m with my nig', JD, yeah

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy

Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean

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