Yoppa Lyrics - Lil Mosey

Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (with a flare) 

My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (bo, bo, bo, bo) 

Roll up in a Beamer, 

then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt) 

I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('cause I can) 

Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah 

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy 

Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh 

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean 

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Yeah, 30 'round my neck, my jewels water like saline 

And my life be movin' fast like I'm in a movie, ayy 

We don't fuck around, so we holding .223 

And I'm on the fucking xan, I just mixed it in my drink 

I sip on the lean and my big homie OG, yeah 

I got 20 shooters, they gon' wet you like saline, yeah 

And I'm wit' lil' Fendi, that lil bro, he's flippin' key, and 

My jewels like water and I'm sippin' on codeine, yeah 

Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (with a flare) 

My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (bo, bo, bo, bo) 

Roll up in a Beamer, 

then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt) 

I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('cause I can) 

Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah 

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy 

Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh 

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean (yeah, yeah, word, word) 

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We smoke gas like the bag, ain't no turnin' down (down) 

Jeans sag, purple rain, crippin' in yo town (crip) 

Players goin' down, ayy, where he stay? I need him now, ayy (rra) 

I call up them Feezies, 

they gon' smoke him like a ounce (word, word, word, word, word) 

Bitch-bitch I make the trap bounce, what you need? I got that 

Nigga tried to rob me, best believe I shot that (that's on my mama) 

These niggas ain't killers, 

they the one that's gettin' shot at (shot at) 

They snitchin' and I copped that, made me put some top at 

Roll up in yo' city, then I hopped out with a flare (with a flare) 

My nigga roll with me, if it's beef, then we go blare (bo, bo, bo, bo) 

Roll up in a Beamer, 

then I skrt off wit' a Lamb' (skrt, skrt, skrt, skrt) 

I got all these racks, so I'm flexin' 'cause I can ('cause I can) 

Gucci on my feet, and I'm with my nig', JD, yeah 

Run around with toolies, got a yoppa on me, ayy 

Margiela on his feet, I got Louis on me, uh 

I blow all that gas, I be sippin' on the lean