YAKKO! - we love yakko Lyrics

Feein like nudy revenge on yo bitch and im coming downtown wit a full automatic
You thinking we broke up we takin a break
She rock out wit K's semiautomatic
She causin' straight havoc .762 caused the addicts
Spinning yo block wit the static
Stop all of that cappin'
You want some action come have it
Stop playin' you know ian trying
Claiming YAKKO! missed like what is you smokin'
Smoking on that chronic
What the fuck you totin'
Man look at my cup that's a 4 up
I'm playing like Bron when i'm on the run
Stop playing with me, YAKKO! hit too much
If that shit pop up green then i gotta rack
And no, I don't be fucking wit the rats
They screaming yo name when i shoot yo back
Opp pack in the air feeling like i'm Durk
New Airpods bussin' i can feel the bass
The glock wit the red beam hittin yo face
I can't wit this shit YAKKO! never wait
This toolie just playin' like a fucking skit
They loving too much YAKKO! better dip
The glick wit extended mags feelin' the drake
If girls want girls that's a fair trade
BB. Simon to tied up my drip
Relax wit yo bitch
Then take yo bitch out to sak's fifth
And leave that bitch there
Ian finna pay for her hair
What you thought this was bitch ian there
But lemme slow it down
Ten bullets come through yo crown
Exceeding limits in yo town
I'm taking yo bitch out to Benihana's
While yo sittin' and wait in yo Honda
(YAKKO!)

Feein like nudy revenge on yo bitch and im coming downtown wit a full automatic
You thinking we broke up we takin a break
She rock out wit K's semiautomatic
She causin' straight havoc .762 caused the addicts
Spinning yo block wit the static
Stop all of that cappin'
You want some action come have it
Stop playin' you know ian trying
Claiming YAKKO! missed like what is you smokin'
Smoking on that chronic
What the fuck you totin'
Man look at my cup that's a 4 up
I'm playing like Bron when i'm on the run
Stop playing with me, YAKKO! hit too much
If that shit pop up green then i gotta rack
And no, I don't be fucking wit the rats
They screaming yo name when i shoot yo back
Opp pack in the air feeling like i'm Durk
New Airpods bussin' i can feel the bass
The glock wit the red beam hittin yo face
I can't wit this shit YAKKO! never wait
This toolie just playin' like a fucking skit
They loving too much YAKKO! better dip
The glick wit extended mags feelin' the drake
If girls want girls that's a fair trade
BB. Simon to tied up my drip
Relax wit yo bitch
Then take yo bitch out to sak's fifth
And leave that bitch there
Ian finna pay for her hair
What you thought this was bitch ian there
But lemme slow it down
Ten bullets come through yo crown
Exceeding limits in yo town
I'm taking yo bitch out to Benihana's
While yo sittin' and wait in yo Honda
(YAKKO!)