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door dash - big yavo & gmf fatboy lyrics

[intro: big yavo]
(look out, veno)
(supa busy)
i’m gettin’— let’s go (uh, uh, uh)
your guy’s a poor man (uh, man, uh, uh, uh)
pull up like— for sure (what? go)
(veno gon’ cook up, he mix the ingredients)

[chorus: big yavo]
ayy, i’m gettin’ money, baby (munyun), your guy a poor man (poor)
it just take one tap, hit my line, pull up like doordash (front door)
no more michael kors, just bought my moms a new dior bag (cushion)
i’m tryna get rich (why?), put a pause on romance (let’s go)
he act like a b*tch, i call him lil’ lindsay lohan (lindsay)
tryna get a sack, just call me big yavo straight ham (big mike)
my j hit that sh*t, then he beat it, do the michael dance (michael dance)
they was just a rack, now they fifty thousand dollar pants (d*mn), i stuffed them (why?)

[verse 1: big yavo]
too fresh, not tryna tussle (let’s go)
i’m that and he’s a russel, zero, zero, he’s a nothin’
play with my pint, i’ll get a bucket
yeah (go), what that mean? score (score)
too hot right now, way far from low
i can’t lie, i’m far from broke (shh, shh)
versace robes with the marni loafs (ree’s)
[verse 2: gmf fatboy]
say, pockets swole like calimosa, i ain’t even got a flex it, yeah (flex it)
nike warehouse at his q, say, fatboy, got that chicken (that chicken)
been outside, n*gga was in the crib still watchin’ eddie ‘nem (watchin’ eddie, phew, phew)
had a three*some, black and white b*tch, on the raven chest (phew, phew, that’s so raven)
my lil’ cousin on fat, i keep that strap, don’t waste, don’t count on it (don’t count on it, yeah)
been gettin’ money since a youngin’, got the sauce from my dad and ‘nem (my dad and ‘nem, yeah)
raised on griffin ave, i was taught to get that pack and flip it (that pack and flip it, yeah)
long live my n*gga bubba (phew, phew, phew), had a problem, always jackin’ n*ggas (jackin’ n*ggas)
stop with all that cap, lil’ n*gga (that cap, lil’ n*gga), you know where i’m at, lil’ n*gga (i’m at, lil’ n*gga, yeah)
treat like bad barber (what you mean?), it push back, lil’ n*gga (push back, lil’ n*gga, yeah)
i’m six feet with three o six three (phew, phew), hop out, go try and catch a n*gga (catch a n*gga)
you say when she with you she feel like patrick, you a square, lil’ n*gga (square, what you mean?)

- big yavo gmf fatboy lyrics

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