Yessirski

Lyrics

[Intro: Damedot] Huh [Chorus: Damedot] I ain't 'bout to play with 'em, yeah, I'm turnt Boy, you get burnt, we yellin', "Yessirski" Broke bitches irk me She think she somethin' 'cause she fresh outta surgery (Hah) She ride the dick like she in the derby, giddy up (Giddy up) I jumped on the scene, I was kitted up (Ice) Bossed up on my exes, they sick as fuck (Yeah) Her titties sit low, we gon' lift 'em up, uh She wanna be in the litty club I let hеr join, but she gotta be 'bout her coin Shе can't be borin' Gotta get head in the foreign I don't even know where I'm goin' 'Dweller my arm You ain't gotta ask if I'm armed I flex like a fire alarm (Drrt) Tool outchea showin' I got the drip, faucet flowin' You already know what I'm on (The fuck goin' on) [Verse 1: Damedot] Fresh to the T, on go (Go) Girl, don't be slow Go 'head and get you a pro We on the road for sure I ain't King Von when I took that bitch to the O (Woo) Pussy get wet like a boat I wanna float In her, she smell like some soap She wanna give me a show But it's a no Sorry, bae, I gotta go (I'm cool) Urus, this not a Corvette (Vroom) I'm scratchin' off quick when I get the neck (Gone) We go out the country, I'm spendin' a check We can't find her waist, where is it at? (Where your shit at, bae?) Put the dick down on her, make her run up the wall Couldn't even take off my drawers Come give me sixty a dog You don't want it all? Shit, I don't even sell puppy paws (Rrr) [Chorus: Damedot] I ain't 'bout to play with 'em, yeah, I'm turnt (Turnt) Boy, you get burnt, we yellin', "Yessirski" Broke bitches irk me She think she somethin' 'cause she fresh outta surgery She ride the dick like she in the derby, giddy up (Let's get it) I jumped on the scene, I was kitted up (Ice, ice) Bossed up on my exes, they sick as fuck (Fuck 'em) Her titties sit low, we gon' lift 'em up, uh (Woo) She wanna be in the litty club I let her join, but she gotta be 'bout her coin She can't be borin' Gotta get head in the foreign I don't even know where I'm goin' 'Dweller my arm You ain't gotta ask if I'm armed I flex like a fire alarm (Drrt) Tool outchea showin' I got the drip, faucet flowin' You already know what I'm on [Verse 2: Ace Cino] Put me in, coach, yeah, it's game time I remember one time I hit two hoes at the same time Time is money, I don't waste mine I'm tryna put my hood on like Trayvon I got two hoes on the side like the baseline Used to take trips on the road with the canine My ice turn dark rooms to the daytime Who need Percs? Niggas know I keep the Blaylocks Welcome to the hood where it go down Wild, wild East, nigga, we can have a showdown Pew-pew-pew, nigga, you won't hear no sound He'll see a stupid-ass nigga body go down I'm with the shenanigans, I be with barbarians You gon' make me laugh at you, niggas bilarious No CCW, I'ma still carry it They wanna squash it, but I'ma still bury 'em Waste management, but I don't drive a dump truck Who don't like me? Well, I don't give enough fucks We used to ride around servin' food like lunch trucks Now my chain cost more than you go to work for She wanna be in the litty blub But she ban't wear no blothes like a titty blub Gotta give me brain 'til you tired and I bust a nut She just want the throat babies like the Bity Girls [Chorus: Damedot] I ain't 'bout to play with 'em, yeah, I'm turnt (Turnt) Boy, you get burnt, we yellin', "Yessirski" Broke bitches irk me She think she somethin' 'cause she fresh outta surgery (Hah) She ride the dick like she in the derby, giddy up (Giddy up) I jumped on the scene, I was kitted up (Ice) Bossed up on my exes, they sick as fuck (Yeah) Her titties sit low, we gon' lift 'em up, uh She wanna be in the litty club I let her join, but she gotta be 'bout her coin She can't be borin' Gotta get head in the foreign I don't even know where I'm goin' 'Dweller my arm You ain't gotta ask if I'm armed I flex like a fire alarm (Drrt) Tool outchea showin' I got the drip, faucet flowin' You already know what I'm on (Woo)