look at me - trapboy freddy & go yayo lyrics
[chorus: go yayo]
look at me, i got diamonds on me vvs
in designer head to toe, i walked in neimans, i just blew a check
watchin’ who i serve, these p-ssy police wanna leave me stretched
hoodfame seein’ me, we goin’ global, n-gga f-ck your set
look at me, these b-tches see me, they be fallin’ out
two-twos in my pocket, i can’t hold ’em, they keep fallin’ out
sip so much of lean when i be sleep that drink be callin’ out
runnin’ to the money, i can’t wait, i hear it callin’ now
[verse 1: trapboy freddy]
look at me, remember me, i’m cookin’ keys
cookin’ keys, now them people bookin’ me
mc hammer, they can’t touch me, these shoes double g’s
i’m baggin’ up the weed, you call me, what you need?
we on the road, we flippin’ bows, we got room full of p’s
low-lows, they cheatin’, four doors, we creepin’
slow-mo, we dream, pineapple, no peach
residue in the sink, gucci link on the mink
all my diamonds fiji, mario luigi
drippin’ hot sauce season, big rock watch, no diesel
racks can’t fit in no skinnies, in the kitchen with the sk!llet
microwave whip, i’m a chemist, real n-gga, no gimmicks
[chorus: go yayo]
look at me, i got diamonds on me vvs
in designer head to toe, i walked in neimans, i just blew a check
watchin’ who i serve, these p-ssy police wanna leave me stretched
hoodfame seein’ me, we goin’ global, n-gga f-ck your set
look at me, these b-tches see me, they be fallin’ out
two-twos in my pocket, i can’t hold ’em, they keep fallin’ out
sip so much of lean when i be sleep that drink be callin’ out
runnin’ to the money, i can’t wait, i hear it callin’ now
[verse 2: go yayo]
runnin’ to the money, i go get it, put on for my set
got it on my own, b-tch i’m a boss, you broke b-tch, you in debt
i don’t owe n0body, i went got it, i was servin’ strech
these rappers really p-ssy, they just beefin’ for the internet
look at me, all these diamonds on me flawless
all my partners with me ballin’, we real trappers, y’all just talking
get your b-tch, she on my d-ck, she at the trap, i think she stalkin’
let her f-ck the clique and kick her out the spot and send her walkin’, ayy
louis in my kick, ayy, rollie where my wrist, ayy
and that b-tch don’t tick, ayy, would you look at this? ayy
b-tches love me raps, they at my shows, they showin’ t-ts, ayy
all i talk is dope, the police think i’m sellin’ bricks
[chorus: go yayo]
look at me, i got diamonds on me vvs
in designer head to toe, i walked in neimans, i just blew a check
watchin’ who i serve, these p-ssy police wanna leave me stretched
hoodfame seein’ me, we goin’ global, n-gga f-ck your set
look at me, these b-tches see me, they be fallin’ out
two-twos in my pocket, i can’t hold ’em, they keep fallin’ out
sip so much of lean when i be sleep that drink be callin’ out
runnin’ to the money, i can’t wait, i hear it calin’ now
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