BAY 2 DA YAK Lyrics – DDG, SOB X RBE

Read the full BAY 2 DA YAK lyrics by DDG and SOB X RBE from the album HIT-A-THON along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy DDG's music, you can also explore BUTTONS & SWITCHES and GEORGIA WATA, two other songs by DDG.

[Chorus: Yhung T.O]
We'll bounce out and leave the car running
Rick Owens on my feet and I spent like 12 hunnid
Why they acting like they tough, they ain't never did nothing
Oh my bad, s*it I thought a broke n!gga said something
You know here where I'm from, what it is baby
I'm from the V where we gig and we thizz, baby
All my n!ggas up hats, we got lids baby
Yeah, put a button on a Glock, this ain't no cig baby

[Verse 1: DDG]
Outside in the bay, we can get down
Heard that one n!gga on the net making hits now, yeah
How I stuff a hunnid hoes in my penthouse
Blue strip hunnids, n!ggas thinking I'm a crip now (Okay)
Ain't no budget on this baby, I got hella bands
Shorty wanna link me on cam, I'm the method man (Come on)
I don't know the b!tch name, I know her Instagram
If I hit her once, I already know that I can hit again, yeah
Bad little Asian on the bayside
She ain't never left out the city or the state line
If that head right, let me know and I can make time
Know I got a b!tch, so don't hit me on no Facetime (Mmm)
She said I'm a hoe, I said nah b!tch I'm player (Stop)
So was going crazy, I done nutted in hair (Damn)
She said boy you famous, I done seen you everywhere, yeah
SOB and DDG, this s*it ain't even fair

[Chorus: Yhung T.O]
We'll bounce out and leave the car running
Rick Owens on my feet and I spent like 12 hunnid (12 hunnid)
Why they acting like they tough, they ain't never did nothing (Did nothing)
Oh my bad, s*it I thought a broke n!gga said something
You know here where I'm from, what it is baby
I'm from the V where we gig and we thizz, baby
All my n!ggas up hats, we got lids baby
Yeah, put a button on a Glock, this ain't no cig baby

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
King of Diamonds, Magic City
Which one, I don't know
All you gotta do is send the drop n!gga, we on go
30 inches down her ass with Chanel on her toes
That's the type of b!tch I like, that's the type of b!tch I want
(??) fitting Glock that's the type of s*it we blow
Got this rap n!gga b!tch in my dm's, like what you on
I beat it up, she ate the d!ck then I sent her home
Soon as a n!gga touched down in the A, them b!tches gone
D!ck so good, the b!tch wanna have my last name
Rollie on my wrist, you thinking I'm lying what the chat say
Nah, I ain't tryna talk, make it clap, what that ass say
Yeah, I can buy whatever b!tch whenever I keep bands on me
I love them darkskin thick b!tches and red bones
Pornstar, she wanna eat it up with the cam on
In the ATL with DDG, but from that (??) though, n!gga

[Chorus: Yhung T.O]
We'll bounce out and leave the car running
Rick Owens on my feet and I spent like 12 hunnid
Why they acting like they tough, they ain't never did nothing
Oh my bad, s*it I thought a broke n!gga said something
You know here where I'm from, what it is baby
I'm from the V where we gig and we thizz, baby
All my n!ggas up hats, we got lids baby
Yeah, put a button on a Glock, this ain't no cig baby

[Verse 3: DaBoii]
Put a button on that, yeah, yeah
Put a button on a Glock, this ain't no cig bae
Real street n!ggas, I can't tell you what I did gang
Love a bad b!tch, nails done and her rent paid (Wow, wow)
N!gga, we don't play four O's, this a four five
Talking bout he grieving bout his brother, n!gga go slide (Do it)
Ain't no money in her pocket, she get no time
Keep the two three on my hip, b!tch I toot mine
SOB, DDG, we in Pontiac
And I'm from the north of the V, where it's slimy at (Slime)
Stick poking out my jeans, I ain't hiding that
Let a fu*k n!gga touch bro, then the shotty blast (Boom, boom)
Yeah, b!tch I love to get groovy
Get the drop on them one n!ggas, I'm tryna get through it
He wanna funk with the boy, cause the b!tch choosing
N!gga we will bounce out on feet like I'm Rick Rubin

[Chorus: Yhung T.O]
We'll bounce out and leave the car running (Car running)
Rick Owens on my feet and I spent like 12 hunnid (12 hunnid)
Why they acting like they tough, they ain't never did nothing (Did nothing)
Oh my bad, s*it I thought a broke n!gga said something
You know here where I'm from, what it is baby
I'm from the V where we gig and we thizz, baby
All my n!ggas up hats, we got lids baby
Yeah, put a button on a Glock, this ain't no cig baby