Honey Cocaine - Chichi Get The Yayo lyrics

rate me

F*ck out of my way you ain’t touching my yay

Tired these hoes pack up,

Send it out of the state,

Toronto's where I stay 4 or 6 all day,

All my niggas Cambodian and those niggas don’t play,

White sparks in my tray, high to rest of my days

F*ck police you faggot hoes, we put it in your grave

Huh, who the f*ck will stop me, more money, I crave,

Bitch you ain’t in my lane, thought you ever come to Jane,

In the hood I ain’t laugh hoe, f*ck with me you deaf a hoe,

Shoot you when your rental 90's kids we retro,

Now tell me who’s colder than me,

Bitch don’t touch my jewelries is older than me

Hook:

Chichi get the yayo, bitch

Chichi get the yayo.

Chichi get the yayo, bitch

Chichi get the yayo, bitch

Chichi get the yayo.

Chichi get the yayo nbitch

Chichi get the yayo.

Chichi get the yayo.

Chichi get the yayo, bitch

Chichi get the yayo.

Chichi get the yayo

8 ball of the dust, you rap bitchs is rust,

Your hoes talk too much, the reason I don’t trust,

My career my main concern, shut the f*ck up it ain’t your turn

Humble last kid I came to learn,

But I smack the hoe, she clame my words,

I’m about this comets bitch period,

So don’t ask me why I’m so serious,

50 f*ckin Kay is where my earrings is,

If you hatin you can exist at the real shit,

And there ain’t no joke fam, growing up with my broke fam, aint even have no Christmas's so I tolerate from no man

Who knew the little girl coulda hang, in and out of school and still managed to slang

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Thanks to naomi for correcting these lyrics