Yoppa

[Intro]

Ayy, Royce you did it right here

[Chorus: Lil Mosey]

Roll up in yo city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)

My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo, bo, bo)

Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrrt off wit' a Lamb (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)

Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy

Margiela on these feet, I got Louis on me, uh

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean

[Verse 1: Lil Mosey]

Yeah, 30 'round my neck, my jewels water like saline

And my life be movin' fast like I'm in a movie, ayy

We don't fuck around, so we holding .223

And I'm on the fucking Xan, I just mixed it in my drink

I sip on the lean and my big homie OG, yeah

I got 20 shooters, they gon' wet you like saline, yeah

And I'm wit' lil' Fendi, that lil' bro, he's flippin' key, and

My jewels wet like water and I'm sippin' on codeine, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Mosey & BlocBoy JB]

Roll up in yo city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)

My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo, bo, bo)

Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrrt off wit' a Lamb (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)

Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy

Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean (Yeah, yeah, word, word)

[Verse 2: BlocBoy JB]

We smoke gas like the bag, ain't no turnin' down (Down)

Jeans sag, purple rag, crippin' in yo town (Crip)

Players goin' down, ayy, where he stay? I need him now, ayy (Rra)

I call up them Feezies, they gon' smoke him like an ounce (Word, word, word, word, word)

Bitch-bitch I make the trap bounce (Yeah), what you need? I got that

Nigga tried to rob me (Huh?), best believe I shot that (That's on my mama)

These niggas ain't killers, they the one that's gettin' shot at (Shot at)

They snitchin' and I copped that (Copped that)

They made me put they top back, it's Bloc

[Chorus: Lil Mosey]

Roll up in yo city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)

My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo ,bo ,bo)

Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrrt off wit' a Lamb (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('Cause I can)

Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy

Margiela on these feet, I got Louis on me, uh

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean