Yo Gotti - Yay Slinger lyrics

[Intro: Sam Scarfo & Yo Gotti] Yay slinger, yay slinger "You got to go" Off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger You know what it do, n***a This the streets, my n***a, yeah And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Yay slinger [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O [Verse 1: Sam Scarfo] Since a youngin, all I wanted was a black Mercedes Just turnt a half a mama to like thirty babies Whip it good, till that thing crème brûlée Keep a couple choppers loaded by the soufflé b**h flip, I'ma make the f**ing bank stop Got the kitchen hot as Hell, in my tank top sh** still coming back, I'm like, "f** me" (Pause) Knocking Bun B, all up in my Chuck T's [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] I sell yay and it ain't no secret, Holmes Used to keep that work inside my mama home I don't like mobile phones, that's how n***as go [?] And you can't owe me, homie, that's how n***as end up dead I f** with them birds, let 'em fly when they come Can't keep 'em around 'cause we sell 'em so young Swear I'd never look back if I get me a sack Once I got me a sack, b**h, I never looked back Million dollars off rap, how ironic is that? In the booth with the block, guess I'm pushing that crack CMG, them the letters, want a hunnid or better Keep the strap on me, homie, n***as know it's whatever Pushers know where he going, plug talking in snow Plenty money in the streets, and if you want it, it's yours I-I-I am Yo Gotti, I-I-I am the streets Drug slinging, my n***a, and I'm playing for keeps [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O [Verse 3: Sam Scarfo] Came up on a brick, I just bought a Rover And couldn't give a b**h right now a colder shoulder I'm on my money, I'm on my money I don't think you understand how I'm on my money You know Sammy, raw white is alright Look at them powder burns, you been sniffing all night My n***a Memphis out, fresh up off that murder wing And you know the trap is up, booming like a Burger King Best work is a Bentley, you sniffing Buick Got them big, plump birds, call 'em Martha Stewart And I'm here with the b**h, eye to eye with it So when the price climb, you know a n***a climb with it [Hook: Sam Scarfo] Sorry mama, all I am's a yay slinger Yay slinger, yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O Yay slinger, yay slinger Yay slinger, y-y-y-yay slinger And she used to tell, "If you sell that sh**, you got to go" Then I stacked a hunnid bands off a half a O