JAY ROCK

JAY ROCK - YOLA lyrics

rate me

[Verse 1]

I’ve been gone for a minute, now I’m back in this bitch

Like a porno star, man I’m going to go hard

Go and take you a flick, picture perfect

The way I merk it, lurkin’, like swamp thang

Close curtains, yeah that’s for certain, if you ever hop in my lane

Nigga fuck your chain

I’m out here thuggin’ bitch, what the fuck you thought

Talkin’ all that ra-ra think you the kaka

Get your hood compound chalked

What the fuck you thought?

So fuck your shoebox money

Talking all that rich shit got you nervous

You ain’t in the hood, you ain’t ’bout that

Stop that ‘fore them killers end up where your house at

Ka-ka-ka, leave you topless

In the ‘jects with my homies, Watts and [G's?] be my domain

Some of my niggas deal cocaine

Spill a line off a plate then they rollin’

But these clown ass niggas they jokes mane

It must be the dope they smokin’

Streets know that I got that fire

Rock ’bout to take them higher

[Hook]

I got that A1

Yola, yola, yola, yola, yola, yo-yola

I got that A1

Yola, yola, yo-yola, yo-yola, yo-yola, yola

He think he cold, but I’m much colder

Colder, cold-cold-colder

I got that A1, yola, A1, yola, yola, yola, yola

I got that work (x3)

[Verse 2]

I’m the incredible, gargantuo

Crack competition like pistachios

I got it on lock, can’t crack the code

Streets know I’m hot, you catch a cold

36 kilos, me nigga

Drop me in a pot, watch me eat nigga

Need to practice what you preach, nigga

Your rap stats sour, you a sweet nigga

I’m way too a G, TDE no limit, I’m P nigga

Sippin on Henney in the back of a lac 22 inch vogues on a fleet nigga

Know you can’t do it like me, nigga

I was born broke, so I’m bound to ball

I can take a quarter piece, turn it to a key

100 Gs in a week, that’s an easy call

Everything I do now — easy call

Snatch your bitch — easy call

Give her right back, we don’t love the hoes

Let her suck ’til I blow, then I’m on the go

Handsome shit, Big Daddy Kane

Runaway slave Rock off the chain

Streets know that I got that fire

I’m about to take them higher

[Hook]

I got that A1

Yola, yola, yola, yola, yola, yo-yola

I got that A1

Yola, yola, yo-yola, yo-yola, yo-yola, yola

He think he cold, but I’m much colder

Colder, cold-cold-colder

I got that A1, yola, A1, yola, yola, yola, yola

I got that work (x3)

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