334
It's the youngest in charge from the 334 where they kick your door
Where I'm from the 334 where they kick yo' door
Got some hittas in Montgomery
And they real cut throat
Won't leave me alone
Killers on the on phone
We got the bowls we got a loads
I ain't been a clone
Won't never sell my soul
I came from pots
OG drop the top
Dope up in the sock
And I Won't flop
I Bet I won't stop
You know how we rock
My auntie Lisa
Shoutout auntie meshia told me I'm a leader
I believe her gotta' feed my people
Rapping liking illegal
And I get off yea
Rapping what I walk yea
still got the sauce yea
I gotta floss
You know imma boss yes
Can't take a loss yea
Bite you like a moth yea
I'm getting off yea
Lil Tick fool
Play he got the tool
Drippin' make you drool
Ain't nothing new
been on top of you
Young rockstar on the news
Still give him honor
While they got the burner
They ain't scared to burn you
Like osoma
Bossed up like Obama
Get it from my momma
Where I'm from the 334 where they kick yo' door
Got some hittas in Montgomery
And they real cut throat
Won't leave me alone
Killers on the on phone
We got the bowls we got a loads
i ain't been a clone
Won't never sell my soul
Young Rockstar
Where I'm from the 334 where they kick yo' door
Got some hittas in Montgomery
And they real cut throat
Won't leave me alone
Killers on the on phone
We got the bowls we got a loads
I ain't been a clone
Won't never sell my soul
I came from pots
OG drop the top
Dope up in the sock
And I Won't flop
I Bet I won't stop
You know how we rock
My auntie Lisa
Shoutout auntie meshia told me I'm a leader
I believe her gotta' feed my people
Rapping liking illegal
And I get off yea
Rapping what I walk yea
still got the sauce yea
I gotta floss
You know imma boss yes
Can't take a loss yea
Bite you like a moth yea
I'm getting off yea
Lil Tick fool
Play he got the tool
Drippin' make you drool
Ain't nothing new
been on top of you
Young rockstar on the news
Still give him honor
While they got the burner
They ain't scared to burn you
Like osoma
Bossed up like Obama
Get it from my momma
Where I'm from the 334 where they kick yo' door
Got some hittas in Montgomery
And they real cut throat
Won't leave me alone
Killers on the on phone
We got the bowls we got a loads
i ain't been a clone
Won't never sell my soul
Young Rockstar
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Writer(s): Jaterrius Johnson
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