[Bridge: Yazoo]
Why these demons want me gone?
I've learned not to trust n***as
I just might run in ya home
Cuz I am not a f** n***a
[Hook: Yazoo]
Look at me America
Look how Rob livin'
This that God given
Y'all so fraudulent
All across the globe
They start noddin'
Now they all listening
Now they all listening
[Verse 1: Yazoo]
Gratitude; please show it
I put all these n***as on acting like they don't even know it
Like what kinda weed you smoking n***a?
Attitude; needs adjustment
Better put some respect on it
Hoes do it with no hands like a Tesla when they dancing
I don't feel pressure homie
'Cause when I'm on stage, I headline like the front page
Backstage with Beyonces, throwing money like we fundraising
Your girl act like she at a gun range, models be swallowing giving out head shots
She love a bald n***a with a beard, on pills
Sound like will smith looking like Deadshot
*Don't forget, we're the bad guys*
Gotta bless em, gotta bless em
Shaking hands like politicians
You notleading, follow;listen
Fathering my competition
Sound official, signed initials
Giving out autographs, tryna bring the summer back
Listening to all my raps, sh** made Obama trap
Naaaw
I can't keep track of them all
As soon as one leave, another comes, that's just how they are
Dollars on dollars on dollars that I never needed to ball
But now that I got it, the hardest part gotta be keeping it all
I feel like a god
[Bridge: Yazoo]
Why these demons want me gone?
I've learned not to trust n***as
I just might run in ya home
Cuz I am not a f** n***a
[Hook 2: Yazoo]
Look at us America
Look how Squad livin'
This that God given
That f**ing nonsense
All across the globe
They start noddin
Now they all listening
Now they all listening
[Verse 2 - El Kärnəl]
Young n***a out supplying habits
Young n***a 'bout getting cabbage
Young n***a young n***a
Boy a young n***a had to scoop a coupe
Rolling 'round with Stōōp stay plotting on figures
Teamed up with Gods
Time to beat the odds
We roll the dice
We be throwing rods
We the new squad
Every interstate
Hoes we penetrate
Strapping up that's law
Want me to be a team player
But the coach played favorites
Ain't hate the homies just authority in the matrix
Now I'm in the workforce
Don't want me to speak out
Dress like these but I can't so I weed out
Jumped on stage young n***a get paid
Come back to splurge in they face
Smile when they hate
The pak know the aim
Holes in my jeans but my dick in they face
God I'm blessing
God I'm blessing
God I'm blessing
[Bridge]
Why these demons want me gone?
I've learned not to trust n***as
I just might run in ya home
Cuz I am not a f** n***a
[Hook 2: Yazoo]
Look at us America
Look how Squad livin'
This that God given
That f**ing nonsense
All across the globe
They start noddin
Now they all listening
Now they all listening
[Verse 3 - Stōōp]
Look at me America
This how God living
Ya girl love the rod in her
Especially the raw feeling
Man I'm so authentic
Yo I wouldn't get involved with ya
Got the pack keep the dogs with me
One call and it's all ending
It's going down no pun intended
Like bud too lifted
Stōōp highly gifted
Probably skippin commas
Nah I'm never missing dollars
Y'all the ones they never callin'
Man I wouldn't call it ballin'
Dawg ya Spalding awful
My new balance ain't ever falling
New focus ain't never stalling
The Dictator this Stōōp Stalin gotdamn
[Bridge: Stōōp]
Why these demons want me gone?
I've learned not to trust n***as
I just might run in ya home
Cuz I am not a f** n***a
[Hook 2: Yazoo]
Look at us America
Look how Squad livin'
This that God given
That f**ing nonsense
All across the globe
They start noddin
Now they all listening
Now they all listening
[Verse 4: Yazoo]
The name Yazoo, Karnel with the tool
Pa** it to Stoop,keep the flask by the loot
No a**, she can shoo, when I pa** you can shoot
Don't brag if you new, body bag in the booth
Yo, betta listen I'm ripping so when it's comes to the b**hes
Make 'em cum with the dick in, never fumble the kitten
They keep a gun with clip in, so if you lunge you will get it
We counting hundreds of digits from coming up from the system
A-Ron and Mel gotta hit me the vinyl
Nate taught me everything I know
Eli got reeves like f**ing Keanu
Got mo keys than a f**ing piano
Preached since the ville ain't made songs since
Breaking down bars with Antonio the Prince
All I do is hits, never will I miss
Enough fun sh**, it's time for a trip...