Lyrics
Got the beat dizzy
Y-yak and cheese whip, yakker on the drip
Yak sauce, condiment
Drip store, condiment
I got the condiment, man
Know what I'm sayin'? (Dzy on the beat)
The drip store
Condiment, yak sauce
Baby, love got the fake job with the botox
Yeah, b- donk paint job like butterscotch
I was 'cross-town zootin' with my dog Pookaduke
Yeah, b-, train different color like Fruit Loop
Favorite girl calls and she stay in Michigan
Drunk a lotta coffee now I gotta s- again
N- know they ain't seein' Yak 'cause they never did
Yeah, n-, MAC can't suppress like the evidence
Made a lot of Haitians turn Jewish, told 'em, "Godsend"
I ain't got no phone I talk to Murda on a iPad
Switchin' up rentals, you ain't even know what car I'm in
Yeah, n-, I got the sauce like condiment
Yeah, n-, I been smokin' deuce with the camera crew
Yeah, n-, I been drinkin' Goose like the animal
Furniture mahogany and the whole floor bamboo
Yeah, n-, bitch soakin' wet, n-, shampoo
Drop my last album same day a b- overdosed
Next day, they found Jay Martin layin' comatose
Don't paint job butterscotch, seats butter toast
B-, I'm tryna f- your wife, n- got your number for?
Bakin' soda Pyrex, whippin' up a dope cake
Mix match designer, rockin' Gucci with the Dolce
Flees on fluffy and McQueen on '61
Kodak Black went Bodak Yellow on a Bentley truck
Cub-aline so damn bitter, like what the f-?
B-, I'm tryna fuck, why you think I got your number for?
Ain't nothin' sweet, keep a piece like buttercup
Snuck up in a club with the fire, that's a tummy tuck
Yeah, n-, I been smokin' deuce with the camera crew
Yeah, n-, I been drinkin' Goose like the animal
Furniture mahogany and the whole floor bamboo
Yeah, n-, b- soakin' wet, n-, shampoo
