Ayy, it's your boy Compton Av and you are now tuned into Yaya Radio
Let's take some calls from the request line
Caller number one
Ayy, what's good, my nigga
Ayy, ayy, it's no cursin' on the radio, bro
Aw, shit, my bad, but look
I wanted to hear that remix that's goin' viral by the ladies on TikTok
Alright, it's good, bro, I got you
Welcome to Yaya World (shemix)
Ayy, and we be like

Ayy, ayy, ayy
Thick lil bitch and she got some good yaya
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no yaya
Just hit an opp, now we smokin' on yaya (ayy, ayy)
Ayy, ayy, ayy (let's get it)
Thick lil bitch and she got some good yaya
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no yaya
Just hit an opp, now we smokin' on yaya

I'm a thick lil bitch, plus a ten in the face
But I'll still put a bitch in her place (ayy, what you say?)
The bigger the line, the bigger the hate, okay
From now on, call me Indi the Great (let's go)
You bitches is late, I'm her and I been that bitch (I been that bitch)
You keep flashin' all that money, nigga, send that shit (send that shit)
Spend that shit, turn me up and keep me in that new-new (keep me in that new)
If he get this yaya, bet he go delulu (bet he go delu')
Got him goin' cuckoo, yaya loose screw
Baddest bitch he ever had, ain't nothin' that he used to (they could never)
Listen, bitch, you don't like me, I don't like you more
Okay, bitch, you wanna fight? I wanna fight you more
Crazy lil baby, yeah, I'm on that (ooh)
You ain't welcome here, ho, leave it at the doormat (old dusty-ass bitch)
Run up a bag, got a nigga on his last lap
This pussy got him havin' flashbacks, I got some good yaya
Ayy, ayy, ayy (let's get it)
Thick lil bitch and she got some good yaya
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no yaya (you callin' the baddest baddie, let's go)
Just hit an opp, now we smokin' on–

I'm a rich bitch, but I'm still with the rah-rah
If you ain't talkin' money, baby, all I hear is blah-blah (blah-blah)
Designer attire, Gucci, Louis, Prada
One phone call, the baddies slide like a cha-cha
Uh, yeah, mi amor
If you love me, you'll put me in Dior
I'm a baddie from the Bay, reppin' Cali every day (bay Area)
Classy, but I'm savage, livin' lavish, bitch, I'm paid
Better get your head right, me, I live the best life
Jet life, countin' blues to my next flight
I got my bread right, you know my pockets chunky
If I fall off, I'ma land on some money (ah)
I'm on a different pay scale, I don't take L's
I been through the gossip, the slander, and hate mail
I'll leave a bitch face swelled, you know I'm with the drama
A nigga spend every dollar for this yaya
This pussy do tricks like voila, tada

Ayy, ayy, ayy (let's get it)
Thick lil bitch and she got some good yaya
Broke-ass niggas ain't gettin' no yaya
Just hit an opp, now we smokin' on– (uh, uh, uh)

Came through lookin' like candy, piñatas (uh)
Jolly Rancher on the jewelry, bussin' māthās (uh)
BK bitch, body smokin' like zaza (yeah)
Rollin' through Compton, Av with that yaya
I thought they knew better than to play with a bitch
You know your man need a loan the way his thirst need a quench (uh)
In the BP wearin' Ferragus, you can smell through the vents (haha)
I'm from the concrete jungle where the pellets is bricks (grrt, grrt)
I tell a nigga like this, homie, lay down or stay down
'Cause I ain't never played with it, not even on the playground (never)
A first-class flight for the yaya on the way down (uh)
I send a nigga up for the yaya and the PayPal
Yeah (grrt)
Got 'em goin' dumb and they lookin' for that (yaya)
Goin' 'upid and they lookin' for that (yaya)
You'll get boomed if I'm carryin' that

Ayy, caller number two
Ayy, the ladies went yaya
But, nigga, I heard that shit that Blueface leaked online
You mind playin' that for me, bro?
Nigga, no cursin' on the station, but, yeah, aight

Still fuckin' on Jaidyn (yeah), still fuckin' on Stunna (yeah), still fuckin' on Neveah (aight)
Hate the game, not the player, I don't give a fuck 'bout fair (here)
Here, take this lil money, bitch, go do your hair (bop)
Before I come over there, bitch, who all over there?
You see me squabble up, don't grab me, grab the polar bear (yeah)
We hit him with yaya and now he talkin' 'bout uh-uh (aight)
I'm one hit away from your bitch callin' me papa
Drop top in the drop-top, I only came for the māthā (bop)
Your lip gloss is poppin', baby, hi, lil mama (mama)
Better do your big one if you want the top spot
All I got is dick for a bitch tryna cock-block
Dead homies, baby got some good yaya

Thick lil bitch

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