Young Nigga
Long the fucking guys
('Uh)
I was really in that trap ain't give a fuck about no bitch
('Uh)
I be running up 'dem racks don't give a fuck about a bitch
Niggas 'hatin they on dick
Same 'lil nigga with a dollar 'tryn get some chips
Why I spend a band up on this shirt and it don't even fit
Cause that money 'comin in 'lil bitch you 'kno I'm 'fuckin lit
('Uh)
Got more hoes then a fucking pimp
'Tryn tuck this 50 got me walking 'wit a 'fuckin limp
These niggas really Mickey Mouse 'nah I can't be around a snitch
'Nah I can't be no 'fuckin rat
I rather be up in that 'fuckin dirt nigga
My mom said I 'hadda get a job I was in 'dat trap 'wit 'da work nigga
Got straight gas man what you need keep 'coppin all 'dat dirt nigga
We got o's and we got bowls just hit my phone I'll get you right
I fucked 'dat bitch in one night I swear too god it was on sight
'Ian goin in that club unless I got my 'fuckin pipe
Got 80 shots up in that 'v 'nah we ain't doing no 'fuckin fights
'Nah we ain't doing no fucking wrestling (nope)
Dropped two grand just for the fit 'nah 'Ian 'tryn 'fuckin tussle
Six bands up in my pocket my shits damn near 'fuckin 'bussin
Bro come 'thru 'wit the 30 he got the shot I call him curry
('Uh) I'm from the trenches 'Ian never scary
('Uh) these niggas copycat but 'Ian worried
'Gotta keep a pole I swear too god my mom ain't 'fuckin burying me
Come 'thru tinted up yeah I be low man I be 'tryn move discrete
Man I was really down bad I had too get back on my feet
Remember I was 16 making ten up off a 'B
I be running up 'dem racks don't give a fuck about a bitch
Niggas 'hatin they on dick
Same 'lil nigga with a dollar 'tryn get some chips
Why I spend a band up on this shirt and it don't even fit
Cause that money 'comin in 'lil bitch you 'kno I'm 'fuckin lit
('Uh)
Got more hoes then a fucking pimp
'Tryn tuck this 50 got me walking 'wit a 'fuckin limp
These niggas really Mickey Mouse 'nah I can't be around a snitch
'Nah I can't be no 'fuckin rat
I rather be up in that 'fuckin dirt nigga
I rather be up in that dirt (uh)
My bro keep 'bendin blocks
'Tryn hit a top he must be 'bussin off a 'fuckin perk
If we walk up in that party and see a opp then we ain't 'tryn flirt
I use too keep a double cup of 'woc 'lookin like a 'fuckin fein
I fell in love 'wit getting guap my favorite color 'fuckin green
I'm only rocking 'wit the team don't come around if you ain't gang
I'm the same young nigga 'hittin the couch scraping up some change
This bitch keep 'askin me too take her out she 'fuckin on a lame
'Lil bitch you already 'kno how this shit go (uh) ain't got no trust in me
So why the fuck you think I'm putting my trust up in a hoe
They know I'm 'gettin them bowls in 'nah 'Ian 'tryn touch a joe
These niggas 'tryn be like us can't keep up with the 'fuckin flow
Man I get my own money you can't name a nigga that I owe
Call up bro we got the 'lo
He gon grab his mask and camp until you come out
It's a switchy on the back he double tap where you 'gon run now
Used too stay up in that trap was 'flipping packs until the sun down
I be running up 'dem racks don't give a fuck about a bitch
Niggas 'hatin they on dick
Same 'lil nigga with a dollar 'tryn get some chips
Why I spend a band up on this shirt and it don't even fit
Cause that money 'comin in 'lil bitch you 'kno I'm 'fuckin lit
('Uh)
Got more hoes then a fucking pimp
'Tryn tuck this 50 got me walking 'wit a 'fuckin limp
These niggas really Mickey Mouse 'nah I can't be around a snitch
'Nah I can't be no 'fuckin rat
I rather be up in that 'fuckin dirt nigga
('Uh)
I was really in that trap ain't give a fuck about no bitch
('Uh)
I be running up 'dem racks don't give a fuck about a bitch
Niggas 'hatin they on dick
Same 'lil nigga with a dollar 'tryn get some chips
Why I spend a band up on this shirt and it don't even fit
Cause that money 'comin in 'lil bitch you 'kno I'm 'fuckin lit
('Uh)
Got more hoes then a fucking pimp
'Tryn tuck this 50 got me walking 'wit a 'fuckin limp
These niggas really Mickey Mouse 'nah I can't be around a snitch
'Nah I can't be no 'fuckin rat
I rather be up in that 'fuckin dirt nigga
My mom said I 'hadda get a job I was in 'dat trap 'wit 'da work nigga
Got straight gas man what you need keep 'coppin all 'dat dirt nigga
We got o's and we got bowls just hit my phone I'll get you right
I fucked 'dat bitch in one night I swear too god it was on sight
'Ian goin in that club unless I got my 'fuckin pipe
Got 80 shots up in that 'v 'nah we ain't doing no 'fuckin fights
'Nah we ain't doing no fucking wrestling (nope)
Dropped two grand just for the fit 'nah 'Ian 'tryn 'fuckin tussle
Six bands up in my pocket my shits damn near 'fuckin 'bussin
Bro come 'thru 'wit the 30 he got the shot I call him curry
('Uh) I'm from the trenches 'Ian never scary
('Uh) these niggas copycat but 'Ian worried
'Gotta keep a pole I swear too god my mom ain't 'fuckin burying me
Come 'thru tinted up yeah I be low man I be 'tryn move discrete
Man I was really down bad I had too get back on my feet
Remember I was 16 making ten up off a 'B
I be running up 'dem racks don't give a fuck about a bitch
Niggas 'hatin they on dick
Same 'lil nigga with a dollar 'tryn get some chips
Why I spend a band up on this shirt and it don't even fit
Cause that money 'comin in 'lil bitch you 'kno I'm 'fuckin lit
('Uh)
Got more hoes then a fucking pimp
'Tryn tuck this 50 got me walking 'wit a 'fuckin limp
These niggas really Mickey Mouse 'nah I can't be around a snitch
'Nah I can't be no 'fuckin rat
I rather be up in that 'fuckin dirt nigga
I rather be up in that dirt (uh)
My bro keep 'bendin blocks
'Tryn hit a top he must be 'bussin off a 'fuckin perk
If we walk up in that party and see a opp then we ain't 'tryn flirt
I use too keep a double cup of 'woc 'lookin like a 'fuckin fein
I fell in love 'wit getting guap my favorite color 'fuckin green
I'm only rocking 'wit the team don't come around if you ain't gang
I'm the same young nigga 'hittin the couch scraping up some change
This bitch keep 'askin me too take her out she 'fuckin on a lame
'Lil bitch you already 'kno how this shit go (uh) ain't got no trust in me
So why the fuck you think I'm putting my trust up in a hoe
They know I'm 'gettin them bowls in 'nah 'Ian 'tryn touch a joe
These niggas 'tryn be like us can't keep up with the 'fuckin flow
Man I get my own money you can't name a nigga that I owe
Call up bro we got the 'lo
He gon grab his mask and camp until you come out
It's a switchy on the back he double tap where you 'gon run now
Used too stay up in that trap was 'flipping packs until the sun down
I be running up 'dem racks don't give a fuck about a bitch
Niggas 'hatin they on dick
Same 'lil nigga with a dollar 'tryn get some chips
Why I spend a band up on this shirt and it don't even fit
Cause that money 'comin in 'lil bitch you 'kno I'm 'fuckin lit
('Uh)
Got more hoes then a fucking pimp
'Tryn tuck this 50 got me walking 'wit a 'fuckin limp
These niggas really Mickey Mouse 'nah I can't be around a snitch
'Nah I can't be no 'fuckin rat
I rather be up in that 'fuckin dirt nigga
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