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letra de up early - big yavo

[intro: big yavo]
(ayy, let that sh-t ride, tav)
skrrt
uh
skrrt, skrrt, uh
this b-tch come on so crazy
what it is, one in the morning?
ayy

[chorus: big yavo]
say i don’t drink alcohol, but i stay in the cut
freak b-tch let me feel on her b-tt, ayy
she know i’m a king like tut
you n-ggas sweet like candy, i’m smoking on runtz
a n-gga ran through a ten, it ain’t been a whole month
she wanna kick it with yay, told her, “b-tch, i don’t punt”
i be up early in the morning, feel like a croissant
up early with my wrist in the pan like eggs

[verse 1: big yavo]
i slide on a bike, my n-gga ride like pegs
no clay, but this cougar be givin’ me meds
man, these n-ggas be throwin’ shade like sheds
lotta n-ggas was eatin’ ‘fore they went to the feds
lil’ b-tch stay on her knees, i don’t think she got legs
ayy, hit from the back with my glock, it’s in reach
ayy, bankroll fat, sh-t nice, it’s neat
two cups, sh-t red and yellow, kansas city chiefs
i’m catchin’ plays in auburn, feel like sharife
his trap on e, his life ain’t easy
i ride with dracs, feel like lil weezy
pull up in demon, beefin’ with deacon
trap smart like marcus, my shoe from neiman
got the b-tch droppin’ mater, i’m drippin’, mcqueenin’
fat joe my cup, sh-t leaning
keepin’ up with big yay, b-tch, you must be dreamin’
[chorus: big yavo]
say i don’t drink alcohol, but i stay in the cut
freak b-tch let me feel on her b-tt, ayy
she know i’m a king like tut
you n-ggas sweet like candy, i’m smoking on runtz
a n-gga ran through a ten, it ain’t been a whole month
she wanna kick it with yay, told her, “b-tch, i don’t punt”
i be up early in the morning, feel like a croissant
up early with my wrist in the pan like eggs

[verse 2: lil craccrocc]
thick b-tch, she a dog, she a dumb-ass mutt
hit from the back with my thumb in her b-tt
my drank is a movie, sh-t color purple
i’m geeked up like urkel, yeah
i’m with some steppers and we lightin’ ’em up
turn ’em to ‘za and we rollin’ ’em up
treat sticks like clippers, ’cause we touchin’ ’em up
this b-tch wanna f-ck ’cause she know that i’m up
you play with my top and i’m filling you up
you play with my top and i sleep on the bunk
eight b-lls in the trap, might dunk
lil craccrocc, i hit a n-gga like tonk, ayy
i’m guru, i’m chosen, i’m up, ayy
on perkies and addys, i’m up, ayy
hit the b-tch two times, i flunked, ayy
and i hate n-ggas like trump, on god
[chorus: big yavo]
say i don’t drink alcohol, but i stay in the cut
freak b-tch let me feel on her b-tt, ayy
she know i’m a king like tut
you n-ggas sweet like candy, i’m smoking on runtz
a n-gga ran through a ten, it ain’t been a whole month
she wanna kick it with yay, told her, “b-tch, i don’t punt,” ayy
i be up early in the morning, feel like a croissant
up early with my wrist in the pan like eggs

[outro: big yavo]
say i don’t drink alcohol, but i stay in the cut
freak b-tch let me feel on her b-tt, ayy
she know i’m a king like tut
you n-ggas sweet like candy, i’m smoking on runtz
a n-gga ran through a ten, it ain’t been a whole month
she wanna kick it with yay, told her, “b-tch, i don’t punt”
i be up early in the morning, feel like a croissant
up early with my wrist in the pan like eggs

- big yavo

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