Yay Slinger

[Intro: Sam Scarfo & Yo Gotti] Yay slinger, yay slinger "You got to go" Off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger You know what it do, nigga This the streets, my nigga, yeah And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Yay slinger [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O [Verse 1: Sam Scarfo] Since a youngin, all I wanted was a black Mercedes Just turnt a half a mama to like thirty babies Whip it good, till that thing crème brûlée Keep a couple choppers loaded by the soufflé Bitch flip, I'ma make the fucking bank stop Got the kitchen hot as Hell, in my tank top Shit still coming back, I'm like, "Fuck me" (Pause) Knocking Bun B, all up in my Chuck T's [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I sell yay and it ain't no secret, Holmes Used to keep that work inside my mama home I don't like mobile phones, that's how niggas go [?] And you can't owe me, homie, that's how niggas end up dead I fuck with them birds, let 'em fly when they come Can't keep 'em around 'cause we sell 'em so young Swear I'd never look back if I get me a sack Once I got me a sack, bitch, I never looked back Million dollars off rap, how ironic is that? In the booth with the block, guess I'm pushing that crack CMG, them the letters, want a hunnid or better Keep the strap on me, homie, niggas know it's whatever Pushers know where he going, plug talking in snow Plenty money in the streets, and if you want it, it's yours I-I-I am Yo Gotti, I-I-I am the streets Drug slinging, my nigga, and I'm playing for keeps [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O [Verse 3: Sam Scarfo] Came up on a brick, I just bought a Rover And couldn't give a bitch right now a colder shoulder I'm on my money, I'm on my money I don't think you understand how I'm on my money You know Sammy, raw white is alright Look at them powder burns, you been sniffing all night My nigga Memphis out, fresh up off that murder wing And you know the trap is up, booming like a Burger King Best work is a Bentley, you sniffing Buick Got them big, plump birds, call 'em Martha Stewart And I'm here with the bitch, eye to eye with it So when the price climb, you know a nigga climb with it [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that shit, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O