[Intro]
She be screaming, I'm in love with a rapstar
Free my broski, low-key, man, he traps, he traps hard
And I'll be screaming fuck the law
Oh, oh

[Chorus]
And they be saying Y.S, man, you never ever show no love
'Cuz every time I do, man, it always breaks my heart
I got up on the back road, tryna get them papers up
The fact I'm trying anything to get my boys on top
And I'll be screaming fuck the law, oh
And I'll be screaming fuck the law, oh
And tell them we gon' be on top, oh
And tell them we gon' be on top, oh

[Verse 1]
If I had a chancе to change, then I would've donе already
But we finessing this pack, man he's doing like he's [?]
We be grinding so hard, man I never had no penny
All this shit that we done, man it got me on repent

[Hook]
She be-
She be, she be screamin' I'm in love with a rapstar
I don't fuck with other rappers 'cuz they're capstars
Free my broski, low-key, man he traps hard
I'm a akhi, busy, pull up in them mad cars
[Verse 2]
We want [?] man, I swear we caught this in the game
But we want change, I'm tryna get this money for the fame
She only fuck with gangsters, but I'm tryna [?] again
We went back to the backyard, man we did it for some change

[Verse 3]
Yeah we did a couple glides in the [?]
She be talking 'bout me all night with her groupies
We be grinding everytime, man [?]
Is it, the Off-White or the Gucci?

[Verse 4]
And-and-and, tell [?] we gon' be ontop
And we be making dreams this time, man we never give up
And we be going back to [?] to show 'em we got, ah, ah
To show we got
I swear my broski busy on them phones, moving like [?] and hoppin' on them rows
Man you couldn't be me, or the feds will get pissed off
Cause they wanna [?] handcuff 'em all
Man, the blocks so wild the feds be sweepin'
Everywhere you go you better watch out 'cuz they're preeing
Bros used to grabbing his flicky before he's leaving
4 or 5, gold dingers yeah we speedin'

[Verse 5]
Everything we got, man we worked hard for it
You were there, man went halves on it
She ain't gettin' no [?] 'cuz I dont have a heart on me, oh, oh
Man I ain't even got a heart on me
[Verse 6]
I'm tryna chase my dream with my team
If we be slidin', you know it's gonna be peak
[?] do the real biz, he really mean it
Take a little sip of the drink, you get your dream in, mm-mm
On the top with my whole team, c63, or the [?] lookin' lovely
It's a, it's a lab toy, bro's in the [?]
And everyday we be racing on the m-way like it's [?], yeah
Bros them busy on the backroad, and tell him shit
Yeah we come in with the mad flows, and shoutout [?] and [?] 'cuz they're my bros, mm-mm

[Chorus]
And they be saying Y.S, man, you never ever show no love
'Cuz every time I do, man, it always breaks my heart
I got up on the back road, tryna get them papers up
The fact I'm trying anything to get my boys on top
And I'll be screaming fuck the law, oh
And I'll be screaming fuck the law, oh
And tell them we gon' be on top, oh
And tell them we gon' be on top, oh

[Outro]
And they be saying Y.S, man, you never ever show no love
'Cuz every time I do, man, it always breaks my heart
I got up on the back road, tryna get them papers up
The fact I'm trying anything to get my boys on top
And I'll be screaming fuck the law, oh
And I'll be screaming fuck the law, oh
And tell them we gon' be on top, oh
And tell them we gon' be on top, oh