lirik lagu big yaya - seen it all
[intro ~ the weeknd]
(and you have to do it all)
(3rd, is that you?)
(just to know where it gets you)
(bro what’s that atm about, like new atm?)
(me and my n~ggas, we ain’t never going broke)
(chubby goin’ crazy crazy)
[chorus]
i done did it all (ya)
hit the top to fall (f~ck)
n~ggas need that drank, i’m the one they call (brrr)
my ooter straight shoot, he don’t pass the ball (grruh, grruh)
he don’t pass at all
you know i got knocka, see me in the mall (grruh, grruh, grruh, grruh)
i couldn’t make the ball team, wasn’t tall
then i turnt a half ball to a bowl (crack)
[verse]
in canada, that’s crack
i went from kid to man in the trap (i did)
now i’m in the booth, i ain’t goin’ back (no)
i’m one foot in, but i’ma pull it out (f~ck)
two kids, i’on like pulling out (i don’t)
i had the trap serve through the window like in ‘n out
outta town for a play, i’m in and out (nyoom)
i never seen the plug, he just ship it out (nyoom)
she asked “what’s matta?” i whipped it out
tell her “bring your mouth”
she classy, but the hoe side i bring it out (matta)
i know i’ma make it i don’t got a doubt (i don’t)
i wonder where’d i’d be if i ain’t find a route (i wonder)
fox 5 news, where the opps get clout
i got pints of the red, thought there was a drought (30, 30)
own crib, used to sleep on momma couch
i’ma get her a house (i love you)
three rings, no spouse
why i gotta talk if the glidda shout? (why?)
still the same lil dirty n~gga from the south (i am)
i’m just tryna find a way to make it out
i choose the compact over 30 it be hanging out (grruh, grruh, grruh, grruh)
bro ran a hunny, but i want bank accounts
was serving food, can’t stay, had to take it out
straight matta, with you she be making out (bozo)
free the unit, i wish i could break ’em out (i wish)
making dimes, now the sales in big amounts
i’ma get a plaque for all the times i sold an ounce (brrr)
she ain’t dropping matta then i tell her bounce (bye bye)
[chorus]
i done did it all (ya)
hit the top to fall (f~ck)
n~ggas need that drank, i’m the one they call (brrr)
my ooter straight shoot, he don’t pass the ball (grruh, grruh)
he don’t pass at all
you know i got knocka, see me in the mall (grruh, grruh, grruh, grruh)
i couldn’t make the ball team, wasn’t tall
then i turnt a half ball to a bowl (crack)
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