Ayy (Just for lunch)
Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS
Can't get my 'Gram 'cause I don't do— (Lunch)
Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS
Can't get my 'Gram 'cause I don't do—
Ayy, walk up in dat bit' too clean, I'm froze (Froze)
They don't fight you where I'm from
Like the beat, I keep a drum
You ain't got dough lil' boy, you a bum
She gave me brain that bit' so dumb (So dumb)
Used to be broke, I ain't have no funds
Now I spend it just for fun
Eat at Harold's just for lunch (Ayy)
Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS
Can't get my 'Gram 'cause I don't do the text
Don't give a damn 'bout how you flex
Pull up with cubans all over my neck
Tec gon' blam don't care who next
See me and kinfolk, you see three vets
I'm at the show, better have my check
Choppa gon blow if you disrespect us
Please don't disrespect
We all about friendship and getting her wet
I came out your desk
We rocking the rome we higher than blimps
'Sace shoes, Dior pants, she left her man
The way we that movin I promise we all gon' make a dance
I ain't gon' make her but she take off her pants
And the chicken, this bacon so she really in a trance
Don't look back baby, take everything we can
Still dabbing and hating on everything random
Taught the world how to move we dance
I wonder what's next
Overseas, we flew already so I'ma get dressed
Yeah, I'm ready spaghetti and that's why we—
Walk up in dat bit' too clean, I'm froze (Froze)
They don't fight you where I'm from
(Don't give a damn 'bout how you flex)
(Pull up with cubans all over my neck)
(Tec gon' blam don't care who next)
(See me and kinfolk, you see three vets) (Ayy)
Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS
Can't get my 'Gram 'cause I don't do the text
Don't give a damn 'bout how you flex
Pull up with cubans all over my neck
Tec gon' blam don't care who next
See me and kinfolk, you see three vets
I'm at the show, better have my check
Choppa gon blow if you disrespect us
Hers in silver, mine in gold
Never had shit so da bag I'ma blow
FRVR that's spelled no E's, no O's
She love da drip, so I got in the mix
Kick out the broad, 'cause we can't trust a bitch
Yeah, I said "we", 'cause it's me and my bitch
Nun' personal, man, it's just bidness
She love da drip, so I got in the mix
Kick out the broad, 'cause we can't trust a bitch
Yeah, I said "we", 'cause it's me and my bitch
Nun' personal, man, it's just bidness
Froze, they don't fight you where I'm from
Like the beat, I keep a drum
You ain't got dough lil' boy, you a bum
She gave me brain that bit' so dumb (So dumb)
Used to be broke, I ain't have no funds
Now I spend it just for fun
Eat at Harold's just for lunch (Ayy)
Walk up in dis bitch wit da VVS
Can't get my 'Gram 'cause I don't do the text
Don't give a damn 'bout how you flex
Pull up with cubans all over my neck
Tec gon' blam don't care who next
See me and kinfolk, you see three vets
I'm at the show, better have my check
Choppa gon blow if you disrespect us
Ayo & Teo) lyrics © Universal Music Corp.,
Artist 101 Publishing Group, Jabriel Iz Myne,
Electric Feel Music, Taz Taylor Beats,
Songs Of Universal Inc., Nick Mira Publishing