[Berner]. Bust a couple bands. Blow a 100 fast. I just made a hundred off of 50 pay. Where them bad Asian bitches holdin down my city at?. Where them girls from the A with that pretty face?. Round thing yeah I’m on that loud thang. Pop another bottle shooting corks at the crowd: dang!. Yeah I’m a stunna nah I ain’t Baby tho. Young dude with the lazy flow. Watch all these ladies go. Crazy when I pull up right beside em. I do a buck 30 I’m just into flying. I smell like dirty money plus this cookie that I’m lighting. Bucket’s full of ice and bottles on fire inside em. [Hook]. Call em Yoko Ono. Only ride solo. Mission for the dolo. One look in her eyes she’ll eat you alive. She’s a man eater ski mask diva. She might up ‘n leave you but you can never leave her. You ain’t never had someone you can never keep her. Tricking on the next man he can’t have her either... I Call her Yoko Ono. [Chris Brown]. Look got a boatload of them Asian hoes. On vacation steady bakin with Jamaican hoes. I got cash boy I don’t care what you makin ho. 50 thousand on my wrist: I’m feedin eskimos. Damn! Put VA on this shit. Buy 100 f-ckin bottles let em spray in this bitch. My money flow real long I do relays in this bitch. And you know I kill songs it’s Burner CB & Wiz. Alrighty now ha look at me rose I’m on nigga. 15 grand on a what That’s just my phone nigga. Northern California where blunts look like cones nigga. Two up two down make that switch yeah. [Hook]. Call em Yoko Ono. Only ride solo. Mission for the dolo. One look in her eyes she’ll eat you alive. She’s a man eater ski mask diva. She might leave you but you can never leave her. You ain’t never had someone you can never keep her. Tricking on the next man he can’t have her either... Call her Yoko Ono. [Wiz Khalifa]. Shades on Polo white T. Me leaving here alone? That’s unlikely. Not a stoner bitch but she like me. Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee. I jack them hoes direct them hoes. Take ‘em home and let them hoes go live out their fantasies. They’re popping pills I’m rolling weed. Even got a couple bad bitches overseas. Out the back as ain’t no tags when I’m shopping. And my bad filled with options so don’t ask what it cost. I’m in a Maserati coupe going so fast that I lost ‘em. And my bitch got so much swag that these bad bitches on us. Ah! Killing y’all pow! (dag) get a a coffin. [Hook]. Call em Yoko Ono. Only ride solo. Mission for the dolo. One look in her eyes she’ll eat you alive. She’s a man eater ski mask diva. She might leave you but you can never leave her. You ain’t never had someone you can never keep her. Tricking on the next man he can’t have her either... Call her Yoko Ono. [Big K.R.I.T]. She should like that kush it up and write back. When you send her messages talkin’ bout a nightcap. She tell you she like rap. You tell her you might rap. She pretend your shit jammin’ really you quite wack. She just want a nice bag wrist game ice pack. Prada clutch price tag. What you spend? twice that. Put her in the game cause you hoping she’ll hype that. So you can go along OD catch a spike that. You can never wife that. Never ever pipe that. Good enough to make her settle down. She aint like that. Punch a nigga in the mouth dare a nigga fight back. Roll a nigga weed up and ask him where the light at. [Hook]. Call em Yoko Ono. Only ride solo. Mission for the dolo. One look in her eyes she’ll eat you alive. She’s a man eater ski mask diva. She might leave you but you can never leave her. You ain’t never had someone you can never keep her. Tricking on the next man he can’t have her either... Call her Yoko Ono