Lalala
Y2K Lyrics
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Naw, na, na, banana-na-na
Alright, da, da da-da-da-da
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
How I stride like that?
Amex, no cap, eight hundred score
They wonder how, how I guap like that
I rap my lyrics when I perform
They wonder how, how I stride like that
Married to the grind, I brought my ring
I'm corny but your girly want the dick
Modest with my jewels but check the bank
Finally got the money, say my thanks
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
How I stride like that?
Ha-ha, I'm at the bank again
They wonder how, how I guap like that
Pink whip with flames all on the side
They wonder how, how I stride like that
Got that Gucci on my body, now she tryna pipe me, woo
Popped a Lucy loosey goosey, sussy boy, I keep you cool
Got the paper, went to school, be careful who you callin' a fool
Ayy, ha, ayy
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
Ran out the door
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
How I stride like that?
The song "Lalala" by Y2K featuring bbno$ is a track that blends electronic and hip-hop sounds. The lyrics speak of Y2K's materialistic aspirations while comparing them to a woman he got with who gave him "just a little bit of lockjaw." The opening line, "Did I really just forget that melody?" portrays the struggle of being a producer and finding the perfect melody. Despite the challenge, Y2K manages to create a catchy melody that he compares to a banana's melody.
The song is mainly about Y2K's love for money and success. His bankroll is so low that he has nothing else to withdraw, but he is still gifted with the ability to make his wrist shine. His success is portrayed in a cocky manner as he brags about how easy it is for him to make money, but he also acknowledges that he worked hard to get where he is now. The last few lines, "Got the paper, went to school, be careful who you callin' a fool, Ayy, ha, ayy," declare Y2K's education and intelligence, defying stereotypes.
Line by Line Meaning
Did I really just forget that melody?
Did I genuinely forget that tune?
Naw, na, na, banana-na-na
No, no, no, just making sounds.
Alright, da, da da-da-da-da
Okay, cool. Just hums.
When I popped off, then your girl gave me just a little bit of lockjaw
When I started rapping, your girlfriend was left speechless.
Baby so cold, he from the north, he from the Canada
My boyfriend is very unemotional, and he's from Canada.
Bankroll so low, I got nothing else that I can withdraw
I don't have a lot of money left and can't take out any more.
Ran out the door
I left in a hurry.
I shine my wrist, it go like shashasha, shashasha
I am showing off my expensive watch and it is making a noise.
I got your bitch singing, "Lalalala, lalala"
I have your girl singing my song.
How I stride like that?
How am I able to succeed so effortlessly?
Amex, no cap, eight hundred score
I have an Amex card, and my credit score is excellent.
They wonder how, how I guap like that
People are curious how I made so much money.
I rap my lyrics when I perform
I sing my own songs while on stage.
Married to the grind, I brought my ring
I am dedicated to working hard and have a ring to show for it.
I'm corny but your girly want the dick
I may be cheesy, but your girl desires intimacy with me.
Modest with my jewels but check the bank
I don't flaunt my expensive jewelry, but my bank account is impressive.
Finally got the money, say my thanks
I'm grateful for finally achieving financial success.
Ha-ha, I'm at the bank again
I'm laughing because I'm back at the bank.
Pink whip with flames all on the side
My car is pink with flames painted on the side.
Got that Gucci on my body, now she tryna pipe me, woo
I'm wearing Gucci clothes, and now she's interested in hooking up with me.
Popped a Lucy loosey goosey, sussy boy, I keep you cool
I took some drugs to feel relaxed, and I can do the same for you.
Got the paper, went to school, be careful who you callin' a fool
I made a lot of money and went to college, so don't underestimate me.
Ayy, ha, ayy
Expressive noises.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Ari Starace, Alexander Gumuchian
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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