intro
yuke
[Intro]
(You—)
(You have no heart!)
Pick up the phone
(Hoodrich)
[Verse]
My niggas be sippin' on yak, I'm finna go beat up this bitch from the back
Lil' niggas ain't from the trap, bitch, I gotta move tact'
Told that bitch it's facts, yuke can't get attached
Yuke's style unmatched, see 12, my niggas gon' blast
All of your niggas gon' dash, all of your niggas gon' switch up
Wit' the clique and we cliqued up
Now your bitch say she miss us