Summrs Yessa Lyrics

[Intro]
BADMAN (I'm a rich nigga)
Mafioso (We was poppin' since Celine), Mafia
(It's that Mafia shit, baby, you should pull back on our team)
(Every day clean when I pop out in the scene)

[Chorus]
(Yee-ha)
You better not try and play me (Yee-ha)
I'ma sit back and act like everything gravy when I slay, yeah
I'm so player (Yee-ha)
Yeah, my bitch is so thick, she got them layers (Yee-ha)
I got zero toleration for a traitor
Lil' baby, I'm the richest in the club (Yee-ha)
Yeah, my pockets dumb as f*ck (Yee-ha)
What the f*ck? Nigga thought he was one of us
Shut the f*ck off (Yee-ha), I'll get you touched up
She see these diamonds on my chain (Yee-ha)
Gotta love the game, now she gon' come up out them scrubs
Diamonds speakin' to the bitch like lecture (Yee-ha), God bless ya (Yee-ha)
And I got that four-nick' on me, bitch, not backup (Oh no)
These pretty bitches won't f*ck you unless yo' check up (Yee-ha)
She put that p*ssy on me (Yee-ha), my shirt messed up (Let's go)

[Post-Chorus]
K got me so sideways in the H (Yee-ha, yee-ha)
Swingin' bars, in a daze, yeah, suh
I could see you, p*ssy, in your face (Yee-ha)
I pull the B-rolls out (Yee-ha), and now this lil' bitch look amazed up (Yee-ha)

[Bridge]
Bitches that'll love for ya
She eat the dick up like The Last Supper
I'll make it home before you get in trouble
f*ck you niggas, I'm a trustful motherf*cker
I ain't never worry 'bout you suckers

[Verse]
My money up, I just laugh at this shit, nigga
That's yo' bitch wanna f*ck, come get yo' thot, nigga, huh
I'm with my all of thugs, this Mafia ties, bitch
No shooters up in the truck, or get out the ride, bitch (Yes, sir)
I ain't never give a f*ck if a nigga dead or alive, bitch (Yes, sir) Rino ain't never give a f*ck if he cool with ya trick (Yes, sir)
My money so good, I'm extra cool on a bitch, yeah
Who I'm f*ckin' on tonight, I don't know, let me the list of chick
Never went with the crowds, I always been a misfit
Dobermann all the way, f*ck, they ain't never missed a bitch (Yes, sir, yes, sir)
I move too tricky on 'em, it's hard to find me, bitch
She tryna suck me up (Yes, sir), she gon' get slapped in this bitch (Yeah)
My ninjas with me, please, don't get smacked in this bitch
I just made two-fifty, I just laugh gettin' rich, yeah
Dippin', dappin' 'round the H, I'm ridin' slappin' this bitch
(Payin' for the hotel, give a f*ck if I'm tappin' this bitch)

[Chorus]
(Yee-ha)
You better not try and play me (Yee-ha)
I'ma sit back and act like everything gravy when I slay, yeah
I'm so player (Yee-ha)
Yeah, my bitch is so thick, she got them layers (Yee-ha)
I got zero toleration for a traitor
Lil' baby, I'm the richest in the club (Yee-ha)
Yeah, my pockets dumb as f*ck (Yee-ha)
What the f*ck? Nigga thought he was one of us
Shut the f*ck off (Yee-ha), I'll get you touched up
She see these diamonds on my chain (Yee-ha)
Gotta love the game, now she gon' come up out them scrubs
Diamonds speakin' to the bitch like lecture (Yee-ha), God bless ya (Yee-ha)
And I got that four-nick' on me, bitch, not backup (Oh no)
These pretty bitches won't f*ck you unless yo' check up (Yee-ha, hey)
She put that p*ssy on me (Yee-ha), my shirt messed up

[Post-Chorus]
K got me so sideways in the H (Yee-ha, yee-ha)
Swingin' bars, in a daze, yeah, suh
I could see you, p*ssy, in your face (Yee-ha)
I pull the B-rolls out (Yee-ha), and now this lil' bitch look amazed up (Yee-ha)