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urgent - big yavo lyrics

[intro]
i started selling these p’s, couldn’t get used to the workin’
no cap or facades in none of these verses
(ayy, finchie, we see you)

[chorus]
i started selling these p’s, couldn’t get used to the workin’
she see i’m in my bag, she want her a birkin
no cap or facades in none of these verses
did a show in my opp hood, still wasn’t nervous
had a drac’ in the bookbag, glock under shirt
i be fresh as a b*tch, start sellin’ detergent
can’t wait, need it now, this sh*t here urgent
see an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin’

[verse 1]
thick b*tch, do hair, she curvy
big boss, i don’t want her, i curved her
real ice, like cream, sh*t sherbet
b*tch wanna be my baby like gerber
all of my opps done got money, sh*t terrible
he ain’t got a hundred, can’t compare to me, ayy
i got real shooters on side of me, opps
know it ain’t safe, they gon’ slide for me
i got the key to the street like a faculty
just talked to the plug and he sendin’ more packages
higher than pluto, gettin’ geeked with my savages
cuban link flooded, this b*tch still’ll ask for it
ayy, f&n plastic, no time for no wrestlin’
run up with the actin’, get left like a mannequin
havin’ checks like nike, still gettin’ new balances
he thought i was proud we caught him, everybody started clappin’ sticks
[chorus]
i started selling these p’s, couldn’t get used to the workin’
she see i’m in my bag, she want her a birkin
no cap or facades in none of these verses
did a show in my opp hood, still wasn’t nervous
had a drac’ in the bookbag, glock under shirt
i be fresh as a b*tch, start sellin’ detergent
can’t wait, need it now, this sh*t here urgent
see an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin’

[verse 2]
drop the window, they hit at his temple
ayy, still got the snowboard, slide in the winter
they say he crashed, he f*cked up his fender
b*tch, come f*ck on a boss, your man a beginner
can’t f*ck with these hoes, they lyin’ like simba
finesse him two times, i’m ridin’ in a rental
he thought i was green, now he in a pickle
he get no stripes, zero, damian lillard
b*tch, i stay with my pole like i’m datin’ a stripper
b*tch think she a dime, not even a nickel
you would think i could punt how i f*cked her and kicked her
sh*t crazy, i heard you cuffed her and kissed her
free osama, send a diss and we sendin’ a missile
frazier, b*tch, i stay cleaner than mister
can’t do a show, i ain’t wearin’ my pistol
i’m f*ckin’ with dolph how i’m sending these hitlers
b*tch gave me head, i think she from lipscomb
don’t f*ck up my wood, baby, take off that lipstick
heard she ride d*ck like a ripstick
spoiled b*tch, tell her no, she gon’ throw a hiss*fit
tell her no, she gon’ throw a temper tantrum
talkin’ sh*t, b*tch, i need plenty pampers
they gave me a chance and i don’t even f*ck with rappers
my n*ggas step, fraternity, and i don’t even f*ck with cappers
[chorus]
i started selling these p’s, couldn’t get used to the workin’
she see i’m in my bag, she want her a birkin
no cap or facades in none of these verses
did a show in my opp hood, still wasn’t nervous
had a drac’ in the bookbag, glock under shirt
i be fresh as a b*tch, start sellin’ detergent
can’t wait, need it now, this sh*t here urgent
see an opp on the freeway, drop the window, we mergin’

- big yavo lyrics

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