[Intro: Pink Martini & RB]
Donde estás, donde estás, Yolanda?
Qué pasó, qué pasó, Yolanda?
Te busqué, te busqué, Yolanda
Y no estás, y no estás, Yolanda (Ah-ooh)
[Chorus: RB]
Pull up, pull up in a German
Your crew look nervous (Why?)
Your gang came from the circus
You ain’t never ever made no earnings (Ah-ooh)
Pull up, pull up in a German (Haha)
Your crew look nervous (Fuckin' oath)
Your gang came from the circus (Yeah)
You ain’t never ever made no earnings (Pussy)
[Verse 1: Rndy OT $vge]
They ain’t about it, so don’t bother (Nah)
Get dipped like a chip, no salsa (Haha)
I guarantee that I’d flog ya
So if I see you, you better come proper (Pussy)
I been holding it down for my hood
It’s Logan City all the way to the Wood (Woodridge)
Four-one-one-four, take a page outta my book
They shook, we came from the struggle (Strugglin')
We grew up in the concrete jungle (Forty-one)
My city’s been about the hustle
When it’s time to work, we don’t buckle (Don't buckle)
So who got next? (Who? Who?)
Who really wanna try and get wrecked?
We game bred and we war ready
We came to collect them cheques (Ah-ooh)
[Verse 2: Stallyon Junz]
Ayy, pull up, pull up in Logan (City)
All my Gs stayed focus (Fuckin' oath)
Seen your whole crew prayin' at the service
On your knees, lookin' nervous (Pussy)
So don’t talk about shank that person
You ain’t about ching, your blade's still virgin (Nah)
Concernin', no saint or a serpent
So when I run the ball, no fucks (I'll run that cunt)
Hit me up like I’m Burgess
No swervin', your runners ain’t urchin, Steve Irwin
Better pack the zoo, your whole crew and you
Knock, knock, you belong to the circus
My crew stay thirsty, no curfew
Set me up for the money that’s clean
Keep it low-key when it comes in dirty (Ah-ooh)
[Chorus: RB]
Pull up, pull up in a German
Your crew look nervous (Why?)
Your gang came from the circus
You ain’t never ever made no earnings (Ah-ooh)
Pull up, pull up in a German (Woo)
Your crew look nervous (Fuckin' oath)
Your gang came from the circus (Yeah)
You ain’t never ever made no earnings (Pussy)
[Verse 3: Tommy OT]
All this talk about drill
But who's really dressed to kill?
Who really brought that steel?
Never ever seen you in the field
Let me show you what's real (What's real)
Doin' business transactions
We doin' legitimate deals
If it’s money, we stacking
Tell the Uso to load up the bills (3Lemi)
'Cause I’ll run the ball like Papalii
Pack two choppers, no Harleys
You don’t want war
'Cause that four-eleven-four always stay ready to party
Ain’t afraid to catch a new case
All this muscle gains from this hustlin'
When we moving all of this weight
Wait, hold up, wait
Wait, give me a break
These boys in the Wood don’t play
We just tryna make a hundred mil'
With our set of skills, we don’t hesitate
Check my resume, you know where I stay
Come 'round here and take a good look
All my young'uns got talent, they all do some damage
It’s different out here in the woods (Ah-ooh)
[Chorus: RB]
Pull up, pull up in a German
Your crew look nervous
Your gang came from the circus
You ain’t never ever made no earnings (Ah-ooh)
Pull up, pull up in a German (Woo)
Your crew look nervous (Fuckin' oath)
Your gang came from the circus (Yeah)
You ain’t never ever made no earnings (Pussy)
[Verse 4: RB]
'Cause I'm in the South East slums
Four-one young'uns doing it tough (Four-one)
And all this chat about tools
Them lil' actors lookin' dumb (Ayy, they're dumbos)
We ain't them ones who shank
Anything opp, guarantee I’ll spark 'em (Spark 'em)
Inbox now bombarded, fuck retaliatin', I’ll start 'em (Woo)
I’ll carve 'em, my team ruthless (Fuckin' oath)
Hit a lick without fail (Heh)
And them dogs lookin' blue
Missin' clues, check your mail (Ah-ooh)
My workload's insane
And the cash rate come in right away (Right in)
Guarantee I can make a K come way quicker than Ray J
Half a gronk like a fraction (Halve it)
Cut the talk, more action (Nah)
On the track, I’m known to bring the storm
And kick it off like Cam Smith (Pussy)
We ain’t the ones to be enemies with
You are not really with business, uh
I really hope that you’re listening, uh
Get wasted like GTA missions, bitch
[Outro: Pink Martini]
Donde estás, donde estás, Yolanda?
Qué pasó, qué pasó, Yolanda?
Te busqué, te busqué, Yolanda
Y no estás, y no estás, Yolanda
