"Yoppa On Me" lyrics

Ay I ride wit this yoppa on me
Do you want problems
My young niggas promote violence
Drip down I don't need a stylist
Multiply add it and divide it

Oh my yesus oh my yesus
Every time I'm on the scene I had to bleed it
This choppa hot and ready lil caesars pizza I mean it
Give her semen she be fienin
Ain't trying Fuck Michael Jackson she finna beat it
I'm throwing bullets watch him catch like he receiving
Yeah I be fighting all these demons
My niggas they be tripping for no reason

Riding wit a yop stick
Bitch we finna drop shit
Chop finna pop shit
They can't stop shit

Ay I ride wit this yoppa on me
Do you want problems
My young niggas promote violence
Drip down I don't need a stylist
Multiply add it and divide it

The yoppa go yow yoppa go bang
I hop in the coup in my switching lanes
I got a bad bitch she gon give me brain
Two sticks in my hand like I'm major pain
She waiting on the dick like a chu chu train
They put me in the game Ima do my thang
Carrying the clip I got shooting range
Give him a ten piece raising canes
I'm riding wit stick I'm going out wit a bang
Shots fired I make it rain

Riding wit a yop stick
Bitch we finna drop shit
Chop finna pop shit
They can't stop shit

Ay I ride wit this yoppa on me
Do you want problems
My young niggas promote violence
Drip down I don't need a stylist
Multiply it add and divide it

Yeah
Ay it cost to live like this your hear me
Yeah yeah