"Like Yay" lyrics

"Like Yay"

Go
(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
It's Yaven, nigga
You wanna be like Yay, nigga, be yourself

Nigga, I'm havin' (Go, beep), no rabbit, I got karats (Rabbit, I got karats)
Big-ass ring on top my finger (Go, go), look like I got married (Married, baow)
King size just came in, I used to sleep on pallets (Used to sleep on pallets)
Nigga reach for this chain, fuck this talent, I quit rappin' (Reach for this chain)
Went back to vacuum sealin' baggies (Swear), sellin' halves and wholes (Wholes)
I'm the largest roadrunner, my footprint inside the road (My footprint inside the road)
I remember it was cold as hell, I had cut on the stove, huh (Nigga, I was cold)
Walk inside the club, jewelry flashin', strike a pose (Jewelry hittin', strike a pose)
Nigga, boogers in my ear, snot in my cup and not my nose (Snot, baby, snot)
These two thousand dollar shoes (Step), step on these, I take your toes (Bah, bah)
This holy water on my chest, reach for this shit, I take your soul (I take your soul)
I was broke, but not no more (No), nigga, I got loads (Nigga, I got loads)
Like what? Like the laundromat (Huh), 'bows in back of 'Cat (Skrrt, skrrt)
Used to have zips inside the Pontiac (Skrrt, skrrt), nigga, where your money at? (Nigga, where your money?)
He ain't even got no pocket (He don't), look, my shit got hydraulics (My shit got hydraulics)
Nigga, I got on the hood (Huh), I ain't got no collar, but I'm gon' pop it (But I'm gon' pop it)
Ayy, all this food I'm sellin' (Go, go), I punch my pocket, my shit droppin' (Go)
This big bankroll cross the head so many times (Big, big), I'm tryna knot it (Ayy, nigga, come here)
Nigga ain't 'bout it, he be flodgin' (Not), my lil' shawty got a noggin (Noggin)
Nigga, I walk inside of Saks (Go), that shit ain't free, but I be stylin' (That shit ain't free, but I be stylin')

Nigga, we can rock the same clothes (No freestyle), fuck the same hoes (Go)
Born on the same day from the same road (No)
But you can't be like me (You can't, oh, no, no)
But you can't be like me (The fuck you think? Oh, no, no)
Nigga, we can rock the same clothes (What?), fuck the same hoes (Let's go)
Born on the same day from the same road (Let's go, let's go, let's go)
But you can't be like me (You can't, oh, no, no)
But you can't be like me (Not, oh, no, no, not me, lil' bruh)

Huh, lil' bro can't be like me (You can't), need to be himself (Yeah)
You smoke on midget, this exotic weed, he can't reach the top shelf (He can't reach the top)
Told a goofy it was turpentine and sold his ass some death (And sold his ass some death)
All the haters, they done woke up now, can't believe them bitches slept (Bitches slept as fuck)
Can't believe them bitches slept on me (They slept)
F's on my rims, but in the trap, I get A's and B's (No B's)
Pussy, look, I can get your drop just by a cart off Shein (A cart)
Huh, and that button on back the glizzy just like a belt on jeans (This fully)
Nigga, I shed like Nike cheese

Nigga, we can rock the same clothes (Rock 'em), fuck the same hoes (Yeah)
Born on the same day from the same road (What? From the same—)
But you can't be like me (You can't be like— oh, no, no)
But you can't be like me (You can't be like me, oh, no, no)
Nigga, we can rock the same clothes (Go), fuck the same hoes (Fuck the same hoes)
Born on the same day from the same road (Yeah, go)
But you can't be like me (Let's go, oh, no, no)
But you can't be like me (Can't be like— oh, no, no, not me, fuck you thought?)

You lost?
Huh, I'm in the fields just like Lacrosse
Pussy, huh
Fuck what this shit cost, huh, huh
It cost your house, huh, go


Writer(s): Yaven Mauldin, Lamarcus Johnson
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