Yoppa – Lil Mosey feat. BlocBoy Jb lyrics

Lyrics Yoppa – Lil Mosey

Yoppa lyrics
Roll up in yo’ city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)
My n***a roll with me, if it’s beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo ,bo ,bo)
Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit’ a Lamb’ (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I’m flexin’ ’cause I can (‘Cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I’m with my nig’, JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on these feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sippin’ on the lean

Yeah, 30 ’round my neck, my jewels water like saline
And my life be movin’ fast like I’m in a movie, ayy
We don’t f**k around, so we holding .223
And I’m on the f*****g Xan, I just mixed it in my drink
I sip on the lean and my big homie OG, yeah
I got 20 shooters, they gon’ wet you like saline, yeah
And I’m wit’ lil’ Fendi, that lil bro, he’s flippin’ key, and
My jewels wet like water and I’m sippin’ on codeine, yeah

Roll up in yo’ city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)
My n***a roll with me, if it’s beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo, bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit’ a Lamb’ (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I’m flexin’ ’cause I can (‘Cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I’m with my nig’, JD, yeah
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh
I blow all that gas, I be sippin’ on the lean

We smoke gas like the bag, ain’t no turnin’ down
Jeans sag, purple rag, crippin’ in yo town
Players goin’ down, ayy, where he stay? I need him now, ayy (Rra)
I call up them Feezies, they gon’ smoke him like an ounce (Word, word, word, word, word)
B***h-b***h I make the trap bounce, what you need? I got that
N***a tried to rob me, best believe I shot that (That’s on my mama)
These niggas ain’t killers, they the one that’s gettin’ shot at (Shot at)
They snitchin’ and I copped that, they made me put they top back

Roll up in yo’ city, then I hopped out with a flare (With a flare)
My n***a roll with me, if it’s beef, then we go blare (Bo, bo, bo, bo)
Roll up in a Beamer, then I skrt off wit’ a Lamb’ (Skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt)
I got all these racks, so I’m flexin’ ’cause I can (‘Cause I can)
Gucci on my feet, and I’m with my nig’, JD
Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me,
Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me,
I blow all that gas, I be sippin’ on the lean
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Yoppa - Lil Mosey
Yoppa - Lil Mosey