Kuston - YES FAM lyrics

"Yes Fam" by Gangthelabel (Prod. Kuston) [Intro - Kuston] Ah, yeah I hit her with that, then she know And y'all know I'm bout that, and she know I'm bout to Where that, where that, and that hah huuh Yeah yeah aye yeah [Verse 1 - Kuston] You know I don't breakdance, I don't shake hands I might make bands, only if it make sense Ain't no rookie, smoke a cookie while I chase bands I don't weigh grams, I just break grams Pull up by the lake fam, what's yo name fam That's great fam, watch out what you say fam Hey fam, it's okay fam You know I don't play fam, all day fam [Verse 2 - Dro] No way fam, tell me what you say fam All day fam, hold up catch a break fam For f** sakes man, I ain't not no salesman Thought you knew me well fam, run to hell fam Yes fam, I'm the best fam Never take no rest fam, flex finesse fam Yes fam, that's all right fam All day fam, and all night fam, yes [Verse 3 - Kuston] You can catch me running outside for the rubber bands Chiefin indo, watch out for the undercoverman I done f**ed yo b**h, awh sh**, that's a bummer man I hit her with that oeh, haah haah, all summer man [Verse 4 - Dro] I done got a fetish, for a bad b**h Running laps b-b-b**h, just relax b**h I done got yo last b**h, on my lap b**h I be in the lab, whipping with my left wrist [Verse 5 - Kuston] From the west b**h, straight up to the east b**h take it ease, call up your damn niece Ah sheesh b**h please where my ... cheese You know I don't fight thotties but she want a piece [Verse 6 - Dro] All u wannabes, you don't want no trouble man Everybody knows, I'm the real Troubleman Zero one, double tripple tripple tripple double man I don't f** around, winners all summer man [Verse 7 - Kuston] Got a red thot, freckled b**h, send me naked pics Buddy check ya b**h, I'm off the sh**s Till I'm laying in my coffin b**h, where my coffee b**h Where the damn dishes, tell me where the damn b**hes, ahahahaaaa [Outro - Dro] Cuz you know I got all the b**hes, I got all the b**hes Baby I got all the b**hes babe ah yeah Ain't nobody got more hoes, ain't nobody got more hoes ohnono Baby I got all the b**hes baby Yeah yeah yeah, and you know I got it, yeah And you know she like my uh sh Ah yeah, roll some Ah yeah, I got swag I got swag I got swag I got hoeh I got swag, I got sauce, I finesse in that oeh Yeah yeah yeah Oaaaahh I got hoh huh, b**hes And these b**hes love the swag, swag swag And these b**hes love the swag Yeah