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letra de chose us - big yavo

[intro]
yay (just, man, bounce)
it’s yay (ayy, let that sh-t ride, tav)
i ain’t hidin’ nothin’, this is all me, n-gga
this is every— yeah, n-gga, this is me, what?
i’m at the door, n-gga

[verse 1]
ayy, i stuffed that knot inside my britches tryna swole my pockets (a knot, swole it)
all this stuff that i just made can’t fit in no wallet (it can’t)
can’t lie, back then i was paid, but n-gga, now i got it (i got it)
it’s levels to this money sh-t, n-gga, watch how you pop it (watch it)
everybody don’t need your location, boy, watch how you drop it (better watch it)
i had to throw a hail mary ’cause i ain’t have no options (i didn’t, options)
ten milly sittin’ on top of my lap while i run routes like hopkins (it’s binary)
play inside this b-tch and you get fapped, this bop still got hydraulics (frrt, frrt, d-mn)
i ain’t gon’ yap, big yay be scr-p, i’m havin’ poles like folly (i’m havin’ poles)
i do my dance, i’m off that yeah, she got me out my body (yeah)

[chorus]
n-gga, i popped my pocket, it’s swolled up (swole)
my jewelry frozed up (my sh-t froze)
fresh up out the freezer like a cold cut (for sure)
i ain’t signed to sosa but i glowed up (i glowed up)
i ain’t wanna rap, this sh-t chose us (it chose us)
[verse 2]
i can’t lie, i was so broke i had gave up (i gave up)
ain’t n0body throw me sh-t, i had to save up (no yap)
your b-tch always on my d-ck, shawty glazed up (she glazin’)
them folks cut off all our lights, it ain’t phase nothin’ (we ain’t pay it)
n-gga, i lit up me some candles and did the same stuff (for real)
n-gga, i really came from sh-t, now my sh-t paid for (for real)
for all the days i ain’t wanna watch cable and my momma weren’t able
n-gga, f-ck bringin’ all the plates, i’m tryna get the table
every time she came through, i’ma get her a acre
so many flapjacks in my pocket, n-gga, where the maple?
my pockets on chunky, his pockets on nothin’
why am i gettin’ money? they be outside clubbin’
in love with these hundreds, don’t do the lovey dovey
pull up to the cookout, servin’ all my cousins

[chorus]
n-gga, i popped my pocket, it’s swolled up (swole)
my jewelry frozed up (my sh-t froze)
fresh up out the freezer like a cold cut (for sure)
i ain’t signed to sosa but i glowed up (i glowed up)
i ain’t wanna rap, this sh-t chose us (it chose us)
n-gga, i popped my pocket, it’s swolled up (swole)
my jewelry frozed up (my sh-t froze)
fresh up out the freezer like a cold cut (for sure)
i ain’t signed to sosa but i glowed up (i glowed up)
i ain’t wanna rap, this sh-t chose us (it chose us)

- big yavo

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