"Yop (U Wit A Star)" lyrics

And just like that, we gone (Metro)
One time for Sexyy Red, the biggest in the game
My nigga Zaytoven, Metro Boomin
St. Louis, stand up, this is for the real trappers right here
This is gon' feed them streets for a while
Matter of fact, run this shit back
Holiday season
Holiday season
(Metro)

You with a motherfuckin' star, ho
Respect a real gangsta bitch, when you speakin', bitch
Huh, huh, huh, huh (Ho, yeah, yeah)
You with a star
Ah, ah (Sexyy, Sexyy), ah (Sexyy, Sexyy)
Look at my car
Car, ah, ah (Yoom, skrrt, skrrt, skkrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'll take you far
Far, ah, ah (Yop, yop, yop, yop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, it's Sexyy)

Ain't got my hair done, still the baddest bitch from head to feet (On blood)
The Gucci purse on, booty shorts, in a white tee (Yeah)
Ain't gotta do too much, yeah, I know that you notice me (You know it's Sexyy)
He know I'm a hot bitch, Sexyy super spicy (Yeah)
Super icy (Yeah), super feisty (Wow)
Sexyy super sexy, bitch these niggas wanna bite me (Damn)
How you lookin' at me, baby? I know that you like me (Yeah)
Stunna shades on, I'm on that shit, somebody turn on the beat (Grrah, grrah)
Big Sexyy, the hottest, you know I can rap on anything (Bow, bow)
I don't see nobody, all these lil' bitches under me
I can take you far, baby, I'm famous, I done seen some things
He ain't got no choice but to believe me, how these diamonds bling (Wah, wah, wah)

You with a star (Yeah)
Ah, ah, ah (Yeah, Sexyy, Sexyy, Sexyy, Sexyy)
Look at my car (Yeah, yeah)
Car, ah, ah (Yeah, yoom, yoom, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'll take you far
Far, ah, ah (I'll take you far, ho, yop, yop, yop, yop)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yop, yop, uh-huh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (It's Sexyy)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Alright, yeah, I'll come in like this

I'm high as fuck, the fuck (Fuck, what the fuck?)
What's in my cup? I'm stuck (Bitch, I'm stuck)
Bitches up, we in them trucks (Up, we in them trucks, ho)
Yop, yop (Yop, yop, yop, yop)
I'm like the boss, you ops (Ah)
Think I'm a mark (I'm a mark), I'm way too star (I'm way too star)
Bitch, I'm a star (I'm a star), ah (Ah)
Look at my car (Look at my car), that bitch gon' rawr (That bitch gon' rawr)
S-Sexyy, I'm the shit, yeah, I'm on that shit, yeah (You know it)
Same Louis shit, yeah, I rep that shit, yeah (On blood)
Got my cousin in this bitch, yeah, we the shit, yeah (On blood)
Ghetto rock star, yeah, I'm that bitch, yeah (I'm fire)
Sexyy wanna smoke, yeah, run some blunts, yeah (Yeah)
Look me in my eyes, I'm turnt as fuck, you can tell (Yop)
Looking fresh as fuck, and I'm reeking of that, yeah (Yop)
In the airport, they're like, "Damn, what's that smell?"

You with a star
Ah, ah, ah (Yop, yop, yop, you with a star)
Look at my car
Car, ah, ah (Look at my car, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I'll take you far (Take you far)
Far, ah, ah (I'll take you far, ho, ah, ah, ah)
Yop, yop, yop, yop (Yop, yop, yop, yop, yop, yop, yop, yop)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
DJ Holiday (Holiday season)
Sexxy Red
Killin' the streets
Bring that bag up too
It's been too easy, baby
Holiday season, nigga
The biggest