Different Person

Lyrics

[Intro: Big Yavo] (Hey get in here, Teejmadeit) I'm geeked Put me on record, I'm geeked (Mom, Teej is on the computer again) [Chorus: Big Yavo] Boy, say, that 'za turn me to a whole other person (Damn) Stop calling my phone, shit urk me (Shit urk me) Tell a freaky bitch suck on the dick like a Slurpee (Ugh) Bitch, I'm not buying you shit, you not worth it (Uh-uh) Tell a bitch you not worth, not nada (Nothin') Niggas be hating, so I bought Prada shoes (Prada) Ayy, she give me brain like a scholar do (Do it), and if you ain't gon' roll, can't rock wit' you (Nuh-uh) [Verse 1: Big Yavo] Ayy, don't think I'ma lick (No, sir) That's my money and I need it now J.G Wentworth (Woah) After that we gon' fuck, baby, I need that neck first (Come here) If you foul, I'll step back and show you how this TEC work (Brrt) Got this switch from a Mexican, we ridin' 'round with hecklers (Yeah) Cook me some A, pour up syrup for my breakfast Ayy, knife on the choppa, I name that ho Edward (Chill, mane) Run up on the right one, shit gon' go leftward (It's left) Say, I do this shit with no effort (No) We electric, sliding in a Tesla (Skrrt-skrrt, boom) You think that's yo' bitch, my niggas a test her (Ayy, come here) Better put that shit on, no need no a dresser (No) Got this off the shelf, not a dresser (Not a dresser) Got the stock on the side like a pretzel (Fumbled it) And I'm havin' this cheese like I'm cool with Chester (I'm cool) I'm posted up on the block slamming P's like Drexler (Gang) Say, yo' bitch know I'm dope like a kilo (A kilo) Ridin' 'round with green like I'm riding 'round wit C Low's (Dang, dang) Lot of niggas be cap, but not me though (It's not me) I'ma score, put me in the game, I'm a cheat code (Cheat code) My bitch a boss, I can't fuck with no cheap ho (I say, "Let's go") I'm in my bag like I'm eating some Doritos (Let's go) Trench baby, came from ramen and hot sauce (Ramen) My nigga, he slimy, he'll cross you like hot sauce (He'll cross you) Ain't got pay 'em, get off and he clocked out (Clocked out) Say, watch how you driving 'cause I heard the narcs out (Narcs out) Camp anywhere, I might start up a boy scout's So many Hellcats, driveway like a horse house (Horse house) Damn, I'm tired of goin' in the courthouse (Courthouse) I'm havin' plays, to make, I got more routes Don't bump me in the club, lil' bitch, just go round He ran up on the gang, now tell 'em to go found Pull up in a Phantom, do that make me a ghostwriter? (Yeah) I had paper in school, it could fill up 'bout four binders I'm just high off the drugs, tell lil' baby, "Don't mind me" Got this fire on my self, really don't need a cosigning (Gang) [Chorus: Big Yavo] Boy, say, that 'za turn me to a whole other person Stop calling my phone, shit urk me (Yeah) Tell a freaky bitch suck on the dick like a Slurpee Bitch, I'm not buying you shit, you not worth it (Uh-uh) Tell a bitch you not worth, not nada (Not nada) Niggas be hating, so I bought Prada shoes Ayy, she give me brain like a scholar do, and if you ain't gon' roll, can't rock wit' you [Verse 2: Luh Soldier] Gotta thank God 'cause my sack up Lord knows I done prayed for these racks, bruh Real thorough, nigga, I don't gotta act tuff Shawty bad as hell, she got snatched up Life go up and down, nigga, stick around Tryna stick around, I keep a stick around If you want it, then don't bring ya bitch around Ayy, jump on the route, break it down just like Julio She wanna fuck on the mob, she a groupie ho Boy shoot that stick, get to dancing, get groovy, woah Whole team wit' a mill', what we shooting for? If you don't got a shot, what you shooting for? (Pussy ass) I'ma stand up nigga and I stand on business, so what? And we fresh out the trenches Coming from nothin', we hustled relentlessly You wasn't talking profit, is you kidding me? First off, let me thank my God (My God) Grab my rod (Grab my rod), start my day (Start my day) Lord watch my path 'cause no matter how far I am (How far I am) I hear my momma when she pray [Chorus: Big Yavo] Boy, say, that 'za turn me to a whole other person (Ayy, gang) Stop calling my phone, shit urk me (Yeah-yeah) Tell a freaky bitch suck on the dick like a Slurpee Bitch, I'm not buying you shit, you not worth it (Worth it, uh-uh) Tell a bitch you not worth, not nada Niggas be hating, so I bought Prada shoes (Yeah) Ayy, she give me brain like a scholar do (Yah), and if you ain't gon' roll, can't rock wit' you [Outro: Luh Soldier] Ayy, if you ain't gon' roll, can' rock with you And if you ain't gang, can't slap the fool