lyrics.

Yo, Yasu think he’s tall, but he 5 foot 6,
Tryna act grown, but he still playin’ with tricks.
Twenty-six years, no glow, just shame,
Still stuck online tryna play kid games.

Talk slick in the chat, but he ghost in the street,
Tryna flex with nothin’, that cap game weak.
Claim he’s a player, but he down bad daily,
Whole squad laughin', sayin’ “Yasu move shady.”

Weird with the texts, better check them receipts,
Outta line talkin’ — now he feelin' the heat.
No style, no drip, just Ls in a row,
Time to pack it up, Yasu — this your show.

ver 2

Caught slippin' — Yasu got that itch he can't ditch,
DMs lookin’ sus, like he fishin’ for clout,
Whole vibe off, yeah, we callin’ it out.
Stay pressed, but he broke, no wins in his file,
Got more issues than bars — now add that to the pile.

ver 3

Yasu stay itchin', got a doc on speed dial,
Clinic know his name, he been there a while.
Talkin’ like he boss, but he sick on the low,
Too many red flags, now the whole town know.

No protection, no clue, that’s a risky game,
Now he tryna blame fate, but he earned that shame.
Keep it wrapped, little bro, this ain’t no flex,
You messin’ with your health just to chase fake ex

Yasu the toe sucker ft. POKE AI

Yo, Yasu hittin' thirty, think he slick,
But like a kid in a candy shop, he just can't quit,
Flexin’ on the gram, young girls in his sight,
But tell me, homie, don’t you think that ain’t right?

Ballin’ with the youngins, tryna play it cool,
But we see you, boy, you ain’t the only fool,
Nothin’ but a predator, lurkin' in the night,
Chasin’ after bitches, tryna catch that flight.

Yasu likes 'em young, like a moth to the flame,
Pushin' thirty, but playin' like it's all just a game,
Gotta step back, boy, check yourself,
Ain't no trophy for that, just a fast track to hell!

Yo, Yasu think he fly, but he’s stuck on rewind,
Got a lil’ baby girl, but he can’t seem to mind,
Actin’ like a savage, but you know he’s a clown,
Ain’t no king in the game when you chasin' a crown.

Niggas out here grindin’, while you playin’ pretend,
Wasting all your time, hopin’ they don’t see the end,
Flexin’ on the block with your underage dates,
But watch your back, fam, before it’s too late.

Yasu likes 'em young, like a moth to the flame,
Pushin' thirty, but playin' like it’s all just a game,
Gotta step back, boy, check yourself,
Ain't no trophy for that, just a fast track to hell!

In the club, he’s lookin’ like a washed-up prince,
But these young girls laughin’, they ain’t got a hint,
Ain't no love in the shadows where you creep,
Better grow the fuck up, or take a long leap.

Yasu, hear me now, it’s time to get real,
Ain't no bitches worth your life when you lose that zeal,
Stop the playin', boy, be a man for once,
'Cause once you hit the bottom, ain't no second chance.

Yasu likes 'em young, like a moth to the flame,
Pushin' thirty, but playin' like it’s all just a game,
Gotta step back, boy, check yourself,
Ain't no trophy for that, just a fast track to hell!

So take this lesson, Yasu, don’t be a fool,
Grow the fuck up, or stay trapped in your school,
These young girls might run, but you’ll be left alone,
Just a king on a throne with a heart made of stone.

Poke.Ai

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