Yo, that's right baby, it's YAB and JK, yeah, come on Ay, ay, ay, I hold my head up high, the tickets fly to Seattle on the weekend I eat crammy at the beach, drink chati from Asamo Crazy, rich, Asian, YAB is China's Baofa Hu I'm not underground underground, my waist is shaking like Hayamo Ay, ay, ay, I hold my head up high, the tickets fly to Seattle on the weekend I eat crammy at the beach, drink chati from Asamo Crazy, rich, Asian, YAB is China's Baofa Hu I'm not underground underground, my waist is shaking like Hayamo Pay attention to your attitude, don't force me to break your way Dealing with you is like a three-legged dog, I don't care about money or fame That attitude is my wealth, yeah Uh, you plagiarized the lyrics and started to expose Turned into a few words in a daytime for at least one person I wrote the words into the phone and spend some content The trash's piece is still written all over the place Academy is staring at me, facing up They only remember my six-figure abs They all look at me, get close to me and add an equation Riffraff hair, *** light We never went to high school Deep in the hiphop, cavunism doesn't accept defeat Like g girlfriend, swimsuit and play Osco All the yabbies I've met are even cooler than you You ate bowl of tofu in the alley I ate tofu dumpling in Eight Phis I try to practice my Chinese with Eli You can't even speak Chinese Kung Fu The ticket to Seattle is hidden in the top of my head I eat crummy at the beach and drink tea from Asamo Crazy, rich, Asian, YB It's the explosion of China I'm not underground underground It's the Hayamo of Yao Tong Huang I've lived for 24 years and I've never broken the law But today I'll be smoking all these cha-cha Never tell a big lie I won't fall down When this song is over, you'll cry and call me mama You just can't relate to us We don't have to pretend to be rich I don't want to be tied down The mice want to be roasted in the city You street rats, copycats, like a family of lovers The cats and mice in the hip-hop circle see us laughing Even if you hit me, you have to talk about hip-hop How many years can't climb underground Your zombies and Chicanos In order to cover up your lack of culture Yesterday shooting on me Tomorrow with me from chest to bottom It's hard to fly at all Only know how to play tricks But in the circle are all your homies I go big, you go home You are all at my feet So why should I compare with you You guys watch Hao Ying Shui Ji In the front row, watch me ball like KD J.A.K.A.Y.A.B. You are the most wanted But you can't be a B.I.G It's the plane ticket to Seattle on the weekend Eating crummy by the sea Drinking tea from Osamu Crazy rich Asian Y.A.B. It's the explosion of China I'm not underground You have to shake your head It's the plane ticket to Seattle on the weekend Eating crummy by the sea Drinking tea from Osamu Crazy rich Asian Y.A.B. It's the explosion of China I'm not underground You have to shake your head It's the explosion of China