Trey Stakkz - Aye X Ykwtfgo

Yea, Trey Stakkz
Huh
Aye I'm really feeling myself on this one
Yea
Let me talk to em'

Aye
When I walk in the party the bitches they looking and staring and wondering who is that nigga
Every week I'm on somebody flyer, I think they know that my name getting bigger
Vlone my hoody I got a lil dripper, I see the goat when I look in the mirror
Everybody talking bout their lil wave, but this a tsunami, this shit here a killer
Bitch I'm on stage with the gang, you know what I claim, I hang with some steppers and thugs
If somebody try me, while I'm performing I'm hopping off and that nigga getting drug
Can't fuck with no ratchet, I need a savage lil bitch, I can not fuck with a dub
Came in thru the back, .380 stuffed in my Jordans, that .40 can't sneak in the club
I came here to chill, I'm not a Xbox so I can't let nobody play me
But if it's static, we just might fuck up the party the club owner already paid me
She wanna fuck but I been rapping all day so she gotta ride cause I'm lazy
They stealing the flow, biting my style, I hope you niggas end up with the rabies

I'm just tryna chill, this shit a vibe, please do not talk to me I'm in my zone
I'm on that brown, it's going down, nigga you know what the fuck going on
When I got a cup, I don't give a fuck, if you not the gang then leave me alone
I'm on that white, I'm not tryna fight, but do not bump me when they play this song, aye aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye

I came in here lit, I'm with the shits, I'm here for the money not here for the drama
I just want the bag, I'm tryna run up a check,
I'm tryna chase down a comma
Oh dats ya girl, I'm tryna smash, I do not care if that's your baby momma
You know imma step, don't come to me as a man, cause you know I do what I wanna
They think I'm just rapping, I am not capping, real talk nigga this how I'm living
My cousin 14, told me he banging, he still in school but he already cripping
Don't bring me no static, my niggas stepping, they outta control them niggas don't listen
If you try to rush, my niggas spotting the play and you already know we blitzing
It's bros over hoes, you know that's the code, really I'm just tryna fuck on a thot
I got a lil bitch, she 21, and she a savage she been through alot
You worried bout me, I'm worried bout money, My only concern is to stack up the gwuap
I bet you my chain, is realer than you, so I'mma keep wearing it like it or not

I'm just tryna chill, this shit a vibe, please do not talk to me I'm in my zone
I'm on that brown, it's going down, nigga you know what the fuck going on
When I got a cup, I don't give a fuck, if you not the gang then leave me alone
I'm on that white, I'm not tryna fight, but do not bump me when they play this song, aye aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye
You know what the fuck going on, you know what the fuck going on, aye, aye

Written by:
Tremayne McCrimmon

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