Ayna, Ayna, Ayna, Ayna Ayna, Ayna Benny with that full gay C Man rapping for 10 years Everyone here is doing his views Ayna, Ayna, Ayna, Ayna Who wants to turn into DJ Dyna Ayna, Ayna, Ayna, Ayna I'm with Naka Spend two cups on a braka Laugh at him like he's a hitman Change your glasses, change your color I had to learn how to ride a stolen bike But your cards are blocking the date My boys are playing Memphis 20K in my hand luggage And my shirt is from Boliester Double F or Chanel And my bra is Tata Save Coinbag I'm wearing high fashion But your men have a hole in their pants Double F or Chanel And my bra is Tata Save Coinbag I'm wearing high fashion But your men have a hole in their pants And that Porsche Macan I'm coming nonchalant I'm flamboyant And that Burberry is very scary My boys are turning like a fart wassup New outfit we have to click I don't have to save up for it Elastic in the LV bag Shirt with logos What's next? Let's go! I'm not that full gay C anymore Men rap for 10 years All of them do their views Ayna Ayna Ayna Who wants to turn like DJ Dyna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna Those men say what's good Those black hoodies And my cap is slanted I'm with F And he's really stressed Because your cheek is on fire I'd rather leave with a loaded safe Over and out With you it's over and out Catch me in the latest fashion Bro catch me in the latest drip Do you think I'm stressed for a little bitch? Ayna Nah nigga that's nothing How do you think you can see pain in my face? Ayna That's because I don't bite How do you think you're sleeping When it's your fault? Ayna Close your eyes with me Do you still think this life is sick? Who's with you later? Who's at your kiss? What do you mean upcoming? Only realisers know I've already proven myself Have to survive As one of the few I stayed the same Never forget where I come from And don't know where I go When I'm done with life Bitch it's time for something serious Bitch you're crazy if you think I'm done with life Ayna I'm not that full gay C anymore Man I've been rapping for 10 years I don't even get those views Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna I want to turn into DJ Dyna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna You used to be a baller Now you drive a car Or a dealer Where I have to drive And I know she's after me I can't see her Through my Cartier glasses Cartier talks to me with A&R's Only talks to bosses I'm from the country And I ball like Davy Klaas I have to call I have to go back Because there's money to make Look I never wanted to chill with rappers I see that as rappers things I never went to rap battles Look how we win as best Selfmade Yeah I swear We are selfmade And still people talk about me While you're not even Ayna The hell of way Stay away Ayna I have that ass in my hand I'm not that full gay C anymore Man I've been rapping for 10 years I don't even get those views Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna I want to turn into DJ Dyna Dyna Ayna Ayna Ayna I'm addicted to that song Like a perky You're playing the perky This is going to be a hell of a night I went through hell But now I'm making hell of nights We're all on the strip She loves my ink My neck feels like ink Balloon in the car It looks like a party It looks like a party But why is he playing rave And I'm spacing They finish the slang And this is not a *** The boat is gone You missed it I know he pisses Naka on top Didn't expect that He loved the street But didn't want to be stuck So stop with the cap I can't laugh anymore Straight through the mud That's why I don't trust anyone That boy has 4-5 tats But that boy also has 4-5 abs Ayna Ayna Bro don't do drugs, she can Haha This is not a *** I'm not that full gay C Men rap for 10 years They don't even get views Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna I want to turn into DJ Dyna Dyna Ayna Ayna Ayna Dyna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna Ayna Dyna