[Intro: Choir]
Ohhh ya, oh ya oh
Ohhh ya, oh ya oh

[Hook: CZN]
Always reppin' Yasai that's the team, hoe
Our future shiny like we mr clean, bro
Took a break but we ain't missed a thing tho
Making fire in the booth that's all that we know

(uh, yeah) That's all the we know
(ay, ay) That's all the we know
(yeah, ay) That's all the we know
Making fire in the booth that's all that we know

[Verse 1: KingKaung]
Put your face down, with your ass up
Shake the booty girl, girl u got me gassed up
Got me messed up, finna fess up
Girl you got me feeling, like I'm being blessed up
Get your racks up, get your facts down
I've been on this game, I ain't here to play around
This ain't no chess boy, but I'm the king boy
Reppin' yasai this the mad tings boy

[Verse 2: H]
Mister H filling fucking bars y'all dunno
Sweaty palms as I walk down this empty road
Feeling blue from the Asia the pink polo
Getting classical reed El Camino
Getting paid in the form of recognition
Selling tapes with the produce by czn
And I be stepping on the fucking price
One booth popping making music fucking nice
[Hook: CZN]
Always reppin' Yasai that's the team, hoe
Our future shiny like we mr clean, bro
Took a break but we ain't missed a thing tho
Making fire in the booth that's all that we know

(uh, yeah) That's all the we know
(ay, ay) That's all the we know
(yeah, ay) That's all the we know
Making fire in the booth that's all that we know

[Verse 3: $KINNY YUNG $WISS]
I'm getting paid yeah, bitch I'm getting paid yeah
Nikes on my feet imma just do it yeah
Feel like lil tay, Shoutout tay-k
Run up on me, Hit you with the AK
Make you blast off, when i jack off
Keep my dick virgin, like a sneaker deadstock

[Verse 4: Young An]
1, 2, I got no bitches I can’t do (yeah)
3, 4, I put that money on the floor (uh)
5, 6, yeah your bitch she feed me cake
7, 8, I’ma smash right through that gate (smash)

Baby give me love, never give me hate (hate)
I put my trust in you, didn’t knew you’d take (take)
Baby girl, did you know what we did yesterday (yuh)
Yasai in the booth yeah its no debate
[Verse 5: Finn]
Ring ring on my phone it’s a celly bitch
Cling cling on my flow man suck a dick
That stop ! That stop ! Mans making quids
Hundred dollar bills gonna make a fella quit
Iced out, blinged out
Where on the wrist
If I miss my shawty much then she gon give me kiss
Korean pop at the back, Man hold smoke a cigg
Hold ten toes down man cheez I never quit

I’m on the path that I’ve been on
Maybe shit years ago
At the rate that I’ve been on
Man that’s light years ago
Call steeze I’m a G like kennedy roll
Independent homeboy
Nike creps on the sole
CHhheeeeez