BabyTron – YAO

BabyTron – YAO Lyrics

Artist: BabyTron
Song: YAO

Stan, turn me up
Man, you should’ve been made me one of these, Stan
That old bag, that old us, ha-ha, yeah
Red bottoms on, that’s a strawberry jelly step

Ha-ha, sh#t, ayy [Ayy, ayy, ayy
Hey [Hold on
Hey [Ayy, ShittyBoyz]
Red bottoms on, that’s a strawberry jelly step

Weigh 130 but I’m still coming heavy press
Blowing big-ass ‘Woods, I take heavy breaths
Tie my Adidas up then I go and step on necks
Swear I’m up dog sh#t, I’m the sh#t, dawg

Get the f#ck out my face, b#tch, I’m pissed off
Hit Saks, act bad then I drip sauce
Astronaut, if I hit him, he gon’ lift off
White tee hit for a dub, it got a gator on it

Yellow Gatorade, the pint purple, I’m the Lakers on ’em
Orange Scat turned into a super racer on ’em
Dee turnt up off the Hen’, ain’t no chaser on him
Huh, bad b#tch with the braces on her

Lil’ light skin demon put the face up on me
Out of town b#tch eating sushi ’cause she hate the Coney
Cooking up with that, throw an apron on me
We don’t tolerate no snakes

Feel like Yao when I’m hopping out the bank
Footwork Euro, boy, I’m shopping without breaks
Hit Jay Ale’s, I can’t shop without a steak
b#tch threw a fit, she can’t shop without a face

Feel RiRi, how I’m popping out with Drac’
Shooting sh#t to Lance and I can Rocket Watt the play
Draw that sh#t up, hit the road then
I can’t get the time back that I wasted

If they give you time, Jack, you gon’ face it
Big-ass Demon take a chunk out the pavement
Used to ball in my dirty shoes, Calvin Cambridge
Wave runners, I’d drown before I jump ship

Pop darker than the moon but it’s a Sunkist
Chopstick Karate Kid, it got that one kick
Two b#tches put they head down then they tongue kiss
Sick tripping flood it with some Visa cards

Me and Stan touchdown, Ronde and Tiki Barb
Chopstick flatline him, he need CPR
f#ck a telescope, it’s the mirror when I see a star
Like, amen, dawg, this sh#t was God’s choice

ShittyBoyz, made her say it with the Tron voice
Made a play at listening to JonBoi
I’m the Punch God and I’ll put that sh#t on God, boy
Rocking out with that metal like we Led Zeppelin

I play with fraud but bro and them be bench pressing
Only thing green this b#tch got is her text message
Pipe it down, lil’ bro and them be dread stretching
Never gave a f#ck, that’s my problem

If he gang locked in, yeah, I got him
Played with our money, LOL, then we shot him
Computer fraud, it’s f#cked up how I robbed him
I think that b#tch loyal, had her wrapped around my finger

Wocky off exotic pop like I got a fever
b#tch could put sh#t on God, still gon’ not believe her
Soccer pants, Human Races when I rock Adidas
Buffs on, f#ck around and did the Blade dance

Hutch beat my neck up with rocks, he a caveman
If you ain’t SB, LOL, we ain’t
Spin around in my Vlone like I breakdance
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Release Year: 2020