AAxYHB (INTRO) ft. YhbJay Lyrics

She like why they call me two A

Nigga try to cross me he die, this ain't 2k

What the fuck happened to marlon?

It's a new age

Tryna get paid, know one-hundred and two ways

Bitch tryna blow me a kiss like a blue-jay

Bitch tryna make us movie like blu-ray

See i prolly took me a loss yesterday, it's a new day

Ima walk with this stick out, its hammertime

She say i smell good, Chanel number nine

I can't control my, uh, fuck it

I can't control myself

I'm all in public

Throwing throwing gang signs

I don't give a fuck about nothing

I'm from the bluff with this fie, damn sure i ain't bluffing

I don't give a fuck bout this hoe

I know you're on go, baby, damn sure i ain't cuffin'

My twin in the field, he come through clutching

A fuck nigga playing, we double-dutch'em

Jump em

Yeah, I might hit, but I can't be your lover

Hitting that hoe, just to slime out her brother

W step, we in love with each other

She talking about kids, but I fuck with a rubber

Rock out with Double A, he double

Don't play on my side, unless you looking for trouble

I really be saying real shit, I don't mumble

We get it hittin', this shit royal rumble

Know that I'm picking it up if he fumble

This choppa' gon' talk nigga, fuck your rebbutal

She call me Double A

She wanna fuck, so I told the hoe come bring a friend

Niggas talk tough, on the net, and he won't stop poppin'

So i gave em the lo', bitch spin

My hoe think i'm cheating, she been calling both phones

Stack up these hoes on my phone, if she fuck up again

Shit ion even know if he wrong, but dawg trying to get that boy gone from the cell

Free Twinn!!!

Spin the block, do it again

Reload the clip

Flip it

She wonder why they call me 2 A

She wonder why they call me Double-A

She wonder why they call me double-A

She like why they call me two A

Nigga try to cross me he die, this ain't 2k

What the fuck happened to marlon?

It's a new age

Tryna get paid, know one-hundred and two ways

Bitch tryna blow me a kiss like a blue-jay

Bitch tryna make us movie like blu-ray

See i prolly took me a loss yesterday, it's a new day

Ima walk with this stick out, its hammertime

These niggas really aint bout' it they fugazi

They ain't getting no money and they too lazy

Side bitch and the main got two ladies

Know I come through the fresh like a new baby

I ain't even worried about it, I'm too faded

Fuck nigga hating, I knew he was shady

Me and my twin in the field, Tom Brady

Nigga, I am who I am, I ain't changing

For nobody

Fuck boy, how you wanna go bout it?

I went through some shit, youn know bout' it

It's a problem, we grabbing the pole bout' it

Know I'm ducked off, fucking yo hoe probrably

These niggas be talking with nothing to show for it

I said that backwards, but I'm trying to go forward

These niggas be talking, know that i can't go for it

Fuck that hoe, cause I got a new whore

I hop in the whip, and I'm driving these bitch like a new Porsche

Theis stick got blood like a newborn

Fuck what that boy gotta say, I ain't hearing him

I come through 1v5, I ain't fearing em

Big ass stick, when I shoot, I'm clearing em

I see them boys trying to keep up, i ain't near em

Leave me alone, let my name flip dinero

In Miami with heat, I feel like Tyler Hero

In Miami with heat, boy I'm feeling like Bam

I'm spinning with twin, if he caught in that jam

Send a blitz, and i feel like I played for the rams

Yo bitch wanna come, fuck on cam

Get a call from a fine ass cougar, yes ma'am

Fuck your hoe, she look back like, damn

I Love You, Mari