YAKA Lyrics

I'm tryna see something move, yeah

Let me see something

It's your boy DJ Trey

She go stupid off that yak

Yeah, I need her to throw it back

Looking good, a nigga had to double tap

Took a fight to see the coochie round the map

I got fifties, hundreds to throw it on you, baby

She fight back, got a nigga going crazy

I can't lie, you been on my mind lately

My ex mad cause a nigga upgraded

Ooh, put you in that Dior

Look good from the back, a nigga had to hit record

I ain't done with you, bae, I need more

Get low, let me see you touch the floor

She ain't with that dry shit, she so wet

Bad bitch bout her bread, whole flex

I wanna see it up in person, no text

I hopped off and let my brodie go next

Yeah, we too turnt

Ayy, I'm trying to see what you could do

She too lit, finna throw it on the roof

Pull a skit just to blow it on my boo

Blow it on my baby, beat it down, hear the clapping in the booth

Hear the clapping in the booth

Shit get nasty for real one

Been waiting for a while, let me drill sum

Yeah, baby, let me feel sum

Yeah, ooh, let me feel sum

I wanna see you go wild

I'm really tryna go rounds

She move it in a circle like a blender

She say my name when I'm in her

Yeah, the nani so tender

She too fine, know I had to go get her

Ayy, let me see that yaka

Yeah, let me see that yaka

Dove in it, I'm tryna test the waters

Jimmy on, I ain't trying to be a father

Melanin, BBL with some ass tats

Go left, go right, make it clap back

A real nigga tryna tap that

Cocky little bitch know it's fat fat

If I tell her to go, then she gon' go

When it come to that throat, she a pro

She ain't a stripper, but she all on my pole

Ayy, if you know, you know

She got my chains on in the coupe

I got a little mean bitch, so rude

Beat it down, tryna fix the attitude

Show the way bae I'm coming after you