Dirty Youngin

Lift kit put it inna sky
Keep 2 sticks on me I ride

And lord knows I'll fry ya buddy so I barely come outside

30 Bowls in my granny house
If she stole a gram I prolly put my granny out

Guns the only thing I got and wore like hand me downs

Rubbin off the paint
Once ya get it then you sand it down

Say you had a gun, you was young
That makes 2 of us

Got shot and he lived boy that ain't got shit to do wit us
Dirty youngin off the porch that shit ain't knew to us

But it's stuck wit us
That thuggin shit like glue to us

Need a lick cousin
I could use a brick cousin

Get a bitch cousin
Set me up a dope boy

Ain't too loud when we coming through the back

Boy I'm strapped
In this robbery this suppressor makes No noise

Stick em up stick em up
If he move they pick em up
Slide the doors back onna van

Get cha hopping out ya truck
And it might be new to y'all
But this shit ain't new to us

It's that scamming death and robbery
That shit don't give no fucks

Say you had a gun you was young that make
2 Of us

Got shot and he lived
Boy that ain't got shit to do wit us

Dirty youngin
Off the porch that shit ain't new to us

But it's stuck wit us that thuggin shit like glue to us

Money like monopoly keep that on me that's true enough
How was you gon tell that you did and you ain't do enough
How you gon tell me which lick gon hit, like this shit new or somethin
This shit ain't new to us, you know this trap shit true to us
I don't hit boosters up I go cop some exclusive stuff
Wen we walk in there almost all the bitches choosing us
You know I been there I ain't going for stupid stuff
I had to load the ruger cause niggas looking delusional

Say you had a gun, you was young
That makes 2 of us

Got shot and he lived boy that ain't got shit to do wit us
Dirty youngin off the porch that shit ain't knew to us

But it's stuck wit us
That thuggin shit like glue to us

Uh huuuh



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Writer(s): Makyrie Barnes
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