[Intro: Go Yayo]
HoodFame, gang
Gang gang, gang
Youngin, big homie, OG
Yeah, duckin' big red and big blue, yeah
Codeine crazy, crip crazy
[Chorus: Go Yayo]
No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam
I spend all my money on thookas and blams
What you gon' do when we run in your trap?
Take all your money, run off with the stash
Go get your thooka, try to get it back
Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back
You know how we comin', you know how we act
You know how we duckin', you know we got Act
You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that
Gotta know that, you gotta know that
You gotta know that, gotta know that
You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact
Everything I do, I do it for sack
This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack
If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that
[Verse 1: Trapboy Freddy]
Ever go broke then it's back to the trap
Strap in my lap with the pack in the couch
Tuckin' them grams, give the profit a drought
Youngins go dumb, they prepared for the jack
Serve 'em a brick and we double right back
Unlock the window, we come through the back
Don't gotta search 'cause I know where it's at
Sell everything from the black to the crack
Partner just called, got a play on some thrax
Nobody safe, everybody gettin' jacked
Lil nigga slippin', tryna chase him some cash
Come out the closet, three niggas, all black
Trapboy gettin' money, gotta know it nigga
So much blow up in the kitchen like it's snowin' nigga
Say you gettin' money, boy you gotta show me nigga
Show and tell with the bale like we grow it nigga
Fourteen grand, got a Rollie watch
Got the rocks on the clock, can't tell the time
Diamonds wrapped around like damn rocks
Count it all of the gas, no shamrocks
F&N bullet leave you shellshocked
I was fourteen years old tryna sell rocks
Now I'm tuckin' them blocks like ham hawks
Four niggas go dumb, don't ever stop
[Chorus: Go Yayo]
No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam
I spend all my money on thookas and blams
What you gon' do when we run in your trap?
Take all your money, run off with the stash
Go get your thooka, try to get it back
Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back
You know how we comin', you know how we act
You know how we duckin', you know we got Act
You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that
Gotta know that, you gotta know that
You gotta know that, gotta know that
You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact
Everything I do, I do it for sack
This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack
If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that
[Verse 2: Go Yayo]
Yeah, and that just is something you gotta know
Bitch suck that dick and she gotta go
In Lil Vegas, trappin' at the store
HoodFame youngin but lil bitch I'm big homie
I run shit, that's something you got know
Run in your shit, it's a kick door
Thooka make a pussy nigga tiptoe
Nigga better duck, better get low
FN bullets spit it out through his window
I just want the money, you can keep the dough
It ain't enough cash then we take 'em both
Walk up on 'em, we don't need a scope
Bitch, we all about murder
Big ass thooka, spin his ass in a circle
HoodFame youngin, I'm a boss, you a worker
I went from trapper to rockstar
Ran out of red, we on Wockhardt
Thirty thousand cash in my rockstars
Big ass K, what's a body guard
Just copped the Lam, it was push start
I drive that bitch like a go-kart
Get my youngin to work, he gon' get it done
Rippin' for 21, bitch
[Chorus: Go Yayo]
No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam
I spend all my money on thookas and blams
What you gon' do when we run in your trap?
Take all your money, run off with the stash
Go get your thooka, try to get it back
Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back
You know how we comin', you know how we act
You know how we duckin', you know we got Act
You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that
Gotta know that, you gotta know that
You gotta know that, gotta know that
You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact
Everything I do, I do it for sack
This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack
If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that
No time for no bitches, lil bro tryna slam
I spend all my money on thookas and blams
What you gon' do when we run in your trap?
Take all your money, run off with the stash
Go get your thooka, try to get it back
Serve a nigga hundred P's, take it back
You know how we comin', you know how we act
You know how we duckin', you know we got Act
You gotta know that, hey, gotta know that
Gotta know that, you gotta know that
You gotta know that, gotta know that
You gotta know I'm big homie, that's a fact
Everything I do, I do it for sack
This rap shit don't work, I'ma get me a stack
If I ever go broke I'ma jack, you gotta know that