"YaaYaa" is the 23rd solo album released by Y2.

YaaYaa

Pools

Apple Music

Pools - prod by Y2

Kap - prod by scorpio prodz

"there is nothing more relaxing than floating in the surface"

Above Water

G7NG 2HIT - prod by OB1

Can't Call It - prod by Scorpio

Godzilla - prod by Scorpio

Godzilla (Slowed) - prod by Scorpio

I hope my biggest fan ain't the ceiling
Still haven't wrote shit down in a minute
When you been hero since the beginning
Live long enough you becoming the villain
New monsters among us mirror the image
Same ones talking in tongues and they ain't religious
Red and blue
Democrip Rebloodican
Fuck a sin
We like bacon
Rather kill my brother cousin
Not the pig
We just grew up screwed up
Why you booed up
You don't love that bitch
Lots of problems
They just shot ya patna
We respect the shooter
Fuck do you expect
We pray to God 
That choppa hallelujah
Same excuses
Chains for nooses
Whips this is my generation
Power turned to loud and powder packs
The smoke all in ya faces
King came off that throne to dome a nigga
Probably was related
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Dead man
Dead man
Dead man
Dead
Last time I checked you was still the man round here
I ain't breaking my back working for the man round here
First check I get I'ma throw the bands on bitch
Long as my niggas set I don't give a damn bout shit
Noted
Empty clip and then reload it
Shit go one ear out the other even if my mother quote it
Look at her crazy cuz she voted
Fuck you selling me 
My whole entire legacy was stolen
Preacher teacher leech a opp
It's been a war on my dark skin since I got here
They don't want us but they need us 
I know God here
With this black mask like batman got everybody robin
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Swear you live but you walking with the dead
Dead man
Dead man
Dead man
Dead
Last time I checked you was still the man round here
I ain't breaking my back working for the man round here
First check I get I'ma throw the bands on bitch
Long as my niggas set I don't give a damn bout shit
I'm dead 
You walk with em then fuck nigga be my guest
Nonchalant nigga but I finessed
Forest Whitaker nigga eye'z a mess
Price on everybody head but you die for less
Poor little boys there's a war on ya masculine
Hopefully we still got some alpha males
Old dirty bastards with no fathers here
Still ain't wore the dress addressing the elephant here
Ancestors screaming is anybody in here
Why is niggas sleeping is anybody in bed
This is the result all that fucking blood that we bled
How you hate each other cuz what yo enemy said
Would you rather die of virus or pirates chopping yo head
I'm starting to take it personal 
Put that shit in perspective
If voting got you this then your voice has been disrespected
I am going in like a curfew enforced
Bruh
These niggas narcoleptic
I accept it 
Only goat god I know is Baphomet
Just stop with that shit
Dog don't need a mother fucking book to bark
Took the part
Never read the script you needed
She was queen
That's the only time we took a knee
Understand my back bone and my momma dem
Went from throne to colonies to colleges now collard greens
Way I kick this shit I'm probably too forward for soccer teams
I am more like Malcolm when that choppa breathe

Think You Live - prod by Y2 & Scorpio

Boosky (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson

G-o-d
Quote unquote
Graa graa
O-p
It's over bro
Fuck niggas Op you a bitch
You don't know the code
These niggas cops I'm on yo head
Like a totem pole
These nigga fucked get em zipped
Fuck you thought it was
Shh keep it quiet he's a pig
I already know
You fuck with them niggas don't say shit to me
You sold ya soul
Bitch you not my mutha fuckin nigga
Just another O-p
Fuck them other niggas I don't fuck witchoo niggas nigga
Anybody witchoo fuckin witchoo I don't feel them niggas
Park that shit T on drake hop out wita bunch of lil killas
They never drove luxury this tax return lil different nigga
If he dies he dies I'm Ivan Drago Draco Hidden Dragon
Crouching Tiger I'm your Karma
Barber guess Eye'm lashing at em
Boosky popped up Ooo he fucked up
Cool cuz I peeped
Glad he laughing
Watch ya six
You still TikTok
Them twitter fingers twitch in Glock
Op
Give a fuck nigga that's some shit I won't do
(I bet I won't do)
Be a bitch nigga like you you Tu Wong Fu
(I bet you hoe too)
Way I drip nigga yo bitch think I'm fondue
(Don't even want her)
Lot of kick on that bitch you think it's Kung Fu
(These niggas goners)
I smell a Op I smell a Cop
(These niggas fucked up)
They say copy that look how they talk
(I tell you what bruh)
Go hide ya kid inside ya house
(Stay on ya Tumblr)
They don't make surveillance for ya top
(You think I'm dumb bruh)
Turned down a deal don't give a fuck
(I need 8 numbers)
I'm feeling Fancy on a yacht
(I bet you wonder)
Go get that bitch stop tryna save her nigga
(You fucking up hoe)
I'm wigging out go to Malaysia nigga
(Let's set it up tho)
Money don't talk shut up nigga
If it did I'll sign it nigga
Why the fuck you hiding nigga?
Need no fuckin side kick nigga
I know who you workin wit
I don't need my fuckin name affiliated wita Pig
Look
God tellin me to put the venom in em
I don't fear shark nigga swimmin wit em
Last time checked nigga been that nigga
Fuck a circle I don't even Rent-a-center
Already peeped see the bitches in em
Nigga tap this you can really hear it
Er'time I'm looking in the mirror nigga
Start to see God more clearer
Nigga I'm
G-o-d
Quote unquote
Graa graa
O-p
It's over bro
Fuck niggas Op you a bitch
You don't know the code
These niggas cops I'm on yo head
Like a totem pole
These nigga fucked get em zipped
Fuck you thought it was
Shh keep it quiet he's a pig
I already know
You fuck with them niggas don't say shit to me
You sold ya soul
Bitch you not my mutha fuckin nigga
Just another O-p
Yuh

God face.

Boosky - prod by scorpio prodz

YSL (Lyrics)
Written by Jason Michael "Y2" Song God Robinson

Lil nigga
Imma big deal
Why me?
YSL
Kiss her?
Nah
I stay trill
Doctor?
Fuck it
I can't tell
Bling bllow
Diamond dancing
Freaks out
I can't leave
Buss it down
Bank on me
Drank'd out
Choppa make ya lean
Yeah
I make this money go airborne
(Watch)
She want that rack before she give it to him
(She said talk to me nice nigga)
Childish you won't get that Red Bone
(Don't know how the fuck you got in here)
Broke she act like she don't hear nothin
(Excuse me what? Fuck nigga)
I want the one wit the long tongue
Popped a Flamingo she on one
Choppa jamaican bitch Wa Gwan
Cuffin ass nigga you law huh?
If I want a bitch I just cop one
Don't want the drama and popcorn
I'm bout to order a shot for him

Put that chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home
Chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home
Chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home
Chrome to ya dome
Neva leave that at home

Lil nigga
Imma big deal
Why me?
YSL
Kiss her?
Nah
I stay trill
Doctor?
Fuck it
I can't tell
Bling bllow
Diamond dancing
Freaks out
I can't leave
Buss it down
Bank on me
Drank'd out
Choppa make ya lean

She bout to throw that ass bike
Touchin her toes like a pike
Tap on that pussy she like
She gotta friend and she dike
That why she get all the hoes
Wipe that white shit off ya nose
Bougee ass bitch on a yacht
Selling that P like a boat
She's a very freaky girl
Got her nipples pierced innit
Fish net and curls we ain't even goin fishing
Head all wet like it's shampooed and conditioned
She just came wit us nigga don't report her missing

YSL - prod by scorpio prodz

You gotta be faster
Bitch on me stragler
She know I'm popping
You don't want gratata
These niggas comedy shows
Put L in you ol' niggas bitch ha ha ha
I don't be tooting my horn
The goat with no horns
Bitch I am still ahh ahh aahm
These niggas not sick of covid
They sick of me
Every time I drop drop drop
New vaccine nigga this shot 16
I am as trill as it gets
A clip in a tech
But don't go to I.T.T
Thottie was down for the count
She know I'ma bounce
I said that you right
Ding ding
Blaow these diamonds are dancing
That was your anthem
That was just light bling bling
Lord these niggas is lost
I'm drippy as sauce
I'm cleaner than white jean jeans
Still Godzilla
I'm still that nigga
Last time I checked like Nike key
Knowing I still got it locked
What hater wanna knock
Can't get in with my key keys
Facts they know my shit slap
I'm bridging the gap
They looking like Tyson teeth
I don't feel sorry for none
Give fuck if you nun
They thinking I might need priests
Have yo bitch speaking in tongue
Don't stop til I'm done
You gotta get me right skeet skeet
Loud I'm packing that Yao
I told her keep down
They think a nigga tryna keep secrets
Favors rich and she asian
Don't know her name
But I know she like mingling

Triller
I keep styrofoam fill up
Big blue drip Godzilla
Lotta blue chip got zip up
Need new wrist I whip up
Brand new jewels no ticker
Lame so your boo came with us
Beat then I chop J Dilla
Check and the bills like Bella
Getting to the racks that's a yes sir
25 Diamonds on dresser
Nigga really dripping you a desert
Dottie up your body like a leopard
You ain't really thuggin you a suburb
Bout to hit the bank is what I tell her
Trillest niggas always like forever
Shu shu shu

Erting scandal
Mons dem animal
Kill well Shamu
Still tryna see world
We don't do six flags
Still bang C4
I don't talk lectures
Might go Hannibal
Not much left more
Beef that's mistake
You don't want that plate
Better off plant based
Damn these had chance
I'm wrapping that cash
I'm toeing these tags and tings
Fam and none this shit fancy
Erthang skanless
We get dem bags with beams
God I'm bout to be flawless
Above and Beyonce niggas that passed the shit
Monster this shit gonna haunt cha
Back on that dumb shit
Looking like classes skipped
I don't do this shit for none
The wrist going numb
Keep sipping on that tea tea
Now bitch wanna be down
That ray got them rounds
Just go take a nap z z
Game I'm still on buy throne
The end of your zone
That crown in my lap king king
Y'all just running with that
I'm running with that
I'm calling it fax ring ring
Facts

Triller
I keep styrofoam fill up
Big blue drip Godzilla
Lotta blue chip got zip up
Need new wrist I whip up
Brand new jewels no ticker
Lame so your boo came with us
Beat then I chop J Dilla
Check and the bills like Bella
Getting to the racks that's a yes sir
25 Diamonds on dresser
Nigga really dripping you a desert
Dottie up your body like a leopard
You ain't really thuggin you a suburb
Bout to hit the bank is what I tell her
Trillest niggas always like forever

Can't Call It - prod by Scorpio

Y2

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