Ayy

[Intro: Berner]

It's about four in the morning

Got a trunk full of bags, yeah

We just ridin' 'round dirty, tryna get the bag

You already know what time it is

YG, what up?

Big Bern, Mozzy, talk to 'em, yeah

[Verse 1: Mozzy]

Twenty pack in the trunk of the low

Kids trip tryna fuck with them hoes

On the corner, sellin' nothin but dope

Love life, we were strugglin' though

Sentimental, when it counted a fold

You ain't ever gave me nothin' to hold

Freight trailer, finna fuck up the road

Quarter milli, you ain't done it before

Big Cuban link, huggin' it though

Bernie nigga been a hunnid for sure

Every debit card a hunnid or more

Made a hunnid K in front of the stove

Count up the money and go

Another play for like thirty or sum'n

Chain worth like a birdie or sum'n

Cali nigga, where they murder for nothin'

Yeah, they still on the turf with them youngins (Yeah)

We pull up swerving the bucket (Yeah)

If they get behind us and tuck it (Yeah)

If she 'bout some hoein' and runnin' (Yeah)

That nigga hate for nothin'

I came up from nothin', remember them days?

Hey, kill all that rappin', I'm not with the fuckery

You can get hit with this K

Crack open that pack

This that shit you can only get from the Bay

Y-Car, twenty bricks in L.A

How you paid but ain't been to L.A.?

Stitch livin', I'ma keep it that way

I ain't phased with a yuke in my face

Yellow tapes should've seen how they did it

Forty shells, really eat up your face

[Chorus: YG]

Run up the play (Play)

But know we don't play (Play)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy'" (Ayy)

Niggas know I'm on-call (On-call)

Give the homie a K (A K)

Told 'em make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Ayy)

Niggas love to hate

Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey (Black and grey)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Ayy)

When you elevate, they gon' start to separate (Separate)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy"

[Verse 2: Berner]

They love me still (I'm still outside)

The money come and fuck a hunnid mill (Fuck a hunnid mill)

I wanna build and playin' with my chicken shit, I wanna kill (Blah)

Fresh frozen work

We let the honey spill

And baby know the drill, she say she hate the way the rubber feel (I'm sorry, mama)

I'm underground

The sound of the crowd, it give me chills (It give me chills)

And really real, I used to rob and steal before the vacuum seal (Before the vac–)

Twenty grand inside the candle, yeah export

I'm shaking K9, all through the airport (Sheesh)

Flood Atlanta, hit London with a Box (With a box)

They hit my OT knock, I'm just glad he didn't talk (He stayed quiet)

We move different

Mozzy with me, got the tool with 'em

Hot shells, blood spillin' out your new denim (Tonight)

I'm 'posed to be low-key, with all these jewels drippin'

(With all these jewels drippin')

My crib mainey, huh? We got a few screws missin' (Yeah, we lost)

I'm on a mission, it keep pullin' me back

Yeah, I'm married to the game

And fell in love with the trap

[Chorus: YG & Logic]

Run up the play (Play)

But know we don't play (Play)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy'" (Ayy)

Niggas know I'm on-call (On-call)

Give the homie a K (A K)

Told 'em make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Ayy)

Niggas love to hate

Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey (Black and grey)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Ayy)

When you elevate, they gon' start to separate (Separate)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh" (Yeah, yeah)

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Logic]

Bobby Boy chillin', whippin' that exotic

I got her sippin' on that tonic, we smokin' that chronic

They know I'm iconic, it's kind of ironic

I'm runnin' this, gunnin' this

We havin' fun in this bitch

Livin' my life, motherfuck that I'm rich

Now they know the name, but just Logic

I keep it G, 'cause I'm a good person

Givin' my everything, up in these verses

Smokin' that Goldilocks, when it disperses

Stoney Bob feelin' it, Berner be killin' it

We feelin' crazy, we feelin' brazy, we feelin' breezy

Run up in it, get up in it and make it look easy

I'm gonna drop a shoe bigger than the Yeezy

'Cause I fill in my own shoes

Ain't nothin' that I won't do

[Chorus: YG & Berner]

(Italian leather)

Run up the play (Play)

But know we don't play (Play)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy'" (Ayy)

Niggas know I'm on-call (On-call)

Give the homie a K (A K)

Told 'em make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Ayy)

Niggas love to hate

Rolls Royce two-tone, black and grey (Black and grey)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy" (Ayy)

When you elevate, they gon' start to separate (Separate)

Make 'em say, "Uh-uh"

Make 'em say, "Ayy"