Childish Gambino Yes Lyrics

Yes, I’m Mr. Big Stuff

Yeah, my stuff big, man

Keep a girl’s pussy bright red like a pig’s tan

Four shots and watch me lean like a kick stand

I really need to change my name to, “Hey, I’m a big fan.”

Cause that’s all I hear when I’m outside

And my hoodie’s never jealous of that tie-dye

Cheesy on the mic, like I’m laying on Jordan

No homo for you niggas homophobic

Yes, I back bend these girls aerobic

And these hoes got a Spiderman like Tobey

Keep these girls wet, call them Lakers like Kobe

Got money trees, asking me, “Do you row me? “

Latin girls kiss my feet like they’re superguh

Latin girls see your face and call you “Stupida.”

Yes my name is Childish, so I guess I’m cheesy

Yes yes yes my wallet’s cheesy

Throw your hood up, are you queasy?

Yes, I am the Juggernaut

Yes, my name is Elroy

Yes, my dick will make that ho tell, like a bell boy

And I get my tip, and my tip is in your girl

And I’m gonna bust a nut like I’m a Gallagher squirrel

It’s the man of the hour

Better yet, the century, check the whiskey sour

Lookin’ like I’m drinkin’ piss

How’s be fuckin’ thinkin’ this

Easy, I’m a mentalist, but I’m not on CBS

Uh, yes it’s me Bambe

What is your daughter to do?

I’ve been doing this ever since Harry Potter was new

Boy! I don’t play, I change games, I am too real

So my words stay hard like a blue pill

I like pink, it always looks good on me

And I like pink, it always looks good on me

That second part I was talking about vagina, homie

Fuck the game at an early age, now there hymen on me

Yes, I am a magnet

Yes, I do attract it

Remember when these fake ass niggas called me faggot?

Cause I had glasses and a pink track jacket

Now those things are assets to help me get some asses

Now these nerdy hoes keep asking me to smash it

Bullies from middle school chatting on my Twitter status

Fuck you, you don’t get shit from now on

Unless you got a demo tape, then I can lay some ground on

It’s the B to the AMBI, colors like candy

Nigga, I’m the Army. I’m being all I can be

Yes I dress dandy. Get a clue, like the Clandy

I live hard, I never sleep in, like an Amby

This is for the niggas thinkin’ different

While their friends are flippin’ pigeons in they’re stay po-pimpin’

He never let’s the best go past him

My life says yes like it’s having orgasms