Ben Yen, Iamsu! - Ford Focus Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah I'm back on my bullshit
Yenny get it popping like a semi with a full clip
Fucking with myself so hard I ride my own dick
Two albums a year just like a solstice
Bitch I swear to god I'm so focused
I'm whipping top down, bitch you in a focus
Put my right hand on my nuts tell 'em hold this
Put my left hand on my dick tell 'em blow a kiss
Quit all that yapping with that big mouth you a blowfish
You know where the fuck I'm at, where the coast is
All my checks been clearing like the coast bitch
I swear to god these rappers do the most shit
And they still end up with like no chips
I take your weak ass song and get more plays
I'll do your whole catalogue in like four days
Yeah, let me stop man, let me stop
Run through your catalogue in like two days
Cheffing every verse call it soufflé
Young su-wop young Emeril Lagasse
Took the rap game ransom, top price hostage
No, these ain't chances, calculated options
No, I ain't romantic but she call me papi
Yeah, I ain't romancing if she steady bopping
Yeah, Yenny ain't winning boy that shit is nonsense
Aye, I save up a bag for a rainy day
Me and broke boys nah we can't relate
You could tell us apart by the cash that I'm holding
My shot so wet boy it's soaking you know this
Heartbreak kid I can't show no emotion
Discovery kingdom that's how a nigga rolling
Tried to low ball the price and I got insulted
I just bossed up my life skipped over promotion
Yeah, she might be your wife but she buss it open
Flood my time piece with ice now they think it's snowing
Flood my time piece with ice now they think it's snowing
Fill my cup with some Henny now my movement slowing
Real shit Yenny spazz boy I'm going ham
Got so many blue faces, boy they think I'm growing bands
Yeah, I said boy they think I'm growing bands
You know what it is Wassup, Gah Damn

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah I'm back on my bullshit
Yenny get it popping like a semi with a full clip
Fucking with myself so hard I ride my own dick
Two albums a year just like a solstice
Bitch I swear to god I'm so focused
I'm whipping top down, bitch you in a focus
Put my right hand on my nuts tell 'em hold this
Put my left hand on my dick tell 'em blow a kiss
Quit all that yapping with that big mouth you a blowfish
You know where the fuck I'm at, where the coast is
All my checks been clearing like the coast bitch
I swear to god these rappers do the most shit
And they still end up with like no chips
I take your weak ass song and get more plays
I'll do your whole catalogue in like four days
Yeah, let me stop man, let me stop
Run through your catalogue in like two days
Cheffing every verse call it soufflé
Young su-wop young Emeril Lagasse
Took the rap game ransom, top price hostage
No, these ain't chances, calculated options
No, I ain't romantic but she call me papi
Yeah, I ain't romancing if she steady bopping
Yeah, Yenny ain't winning boy that shit is nonsense
Aye, I save up a bag for a rainy day
Me and broke boys nah we can't relate
You could tell us apart by the cash that I'm holding
My shot so wet boy it's soaking you know this
Heartbreak kid I can't show no emotion
Discovery kingdom that's how a nigga rolling
Tried to low ball the price and I got insulted
I just bossed up my life skipped over promotion
Yeah, she might be your wife but she buss it open
Flood my time piece with ice now they think it's snowing
Flood my time piece with ice now they think it's snowing
Fill my cup with some Henny now my movement slowing
Real shit Yenny spazz boy I'm going ham
Got so many blue faces, boy they think I'm growing bands
Yeah, I said boy they think I'm growing bands
You know what it is Wassup, Gah Damn