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