GetRichZay, Prod Yayo - Got Mine lyrics

(And I got the Yayo)

Look, hope you got your Glizzy
'cause I got mines ('Cause I got mine)
Ayy, this a big four-five
This ain't no Glock 9 (I swear)
Pew-pew, caught him at the stop sign (Pfft)
Head down, Lookin' at his phone while
That Glock firin'
(While that Glock firin') ayy, uh
Walk up at his school just like Columbine
(Man) ayy, I walk in the mall
And spend three racks, nigga
That's all the time (Racks)
Ayy, I hit up your bitch, finesse her braid
(Uh) , nigga
That's all the time (All the time)
Ayy, I don't give two
Fucks about these hoes
So I ain't gon' call 'em mine
(Aight, go, come on)
Ayy, had to tell Lil Tay to chill
(Tay to chill) swear to God he lost his mind
(Swear, come on)
Fuck nigga tried to run off with my sack
He damn nеar lost his spine (Aight, come on)

Ayy, wherе I'm from these niggas dyin'
Reason why I tote my iron
You know we be crackin' fours
(Yeah) and fuckin' hoes
That's all the time (Come on)
I don't give a fuck what you bang
Heard the opps be sniffin' lines (Gang)
Gang just hit up, what's his name?
(Shh) We the reason why his
Mama cryin' (Pussy, aight, Come on)
Ayy, they just spoke on
What's his name? That's reason
Why that chopper sing (It's different)
Had lil' folks go spin his crib
I swear to God they not outside

Look, hope you got your Glizzy
'cause I got mines ('Cause I got mine)
Ayy, this a big four-five
This ain't no Glock 9 (I swear)
Pew-pew, caught him at the stop sign (Pfft)
Head down, Lookin' at his phone while
That Glock firin'
(While that Glock firin') ayy, uh
Walk up at his school just like Columbine
(Man) ayy, I walk in the mall
And spend three racks, nigga
That's all the time (Racks)
Ayy, I hit up your bitch, finesse her braid
(Uh) , nigga
That's all the time (All the time)
Ayy, I don't give two
Fucks about these hoes
So I ain't gon' call 'em mine
(Aight, go, come on)
Ayy, had to tell Lil Tay to chill
(Tay to chill) swear to God he lost his mind
(Swear, come on)
Fuck nigga tried to run off with my sack
He damn nеar lost his spine (Aight, come on)

Look, hope you got your Glizzy
'cause I got mines ('Cause I got mine)
Ayy, this a big four-five
This ain't no Glock 9
(I swear, ain't no Glock 9)
Pew-pew, caught him at the stop sign (Pfft)
Head down, Lookin' at his phone while
That Glock firin'
(While that Glock firin') ayy, uh
Walk up at his school just like Columbine
(Man) ayy, I walk in the mall
And spend three racks, nigga
That's all the time (Racks)
Ayy, I hit up your bitch, finesse her braid
(Uh) , nigga
That's all the time (All the time)
Ayy, I don't give two
Fucks about these hoes
So I ain't gon' call 'em mine
(Aight, go, come on)
Ayy, had to tell Lil Tay to chill
(Tay to chill)
Swear to God he lost his mind (Swear)
Fuck nigga tried to run off with my sack
He damn near lost his spine (Aight, come on)

(And I got the Yayo)