[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
Understand me, nigga, don’t need no Grammys, give us
The money you got in your pockets, I feel like taxing, nigga (Give it up, nigga)
'Bout the action, give me a reason, I’ll gladly get it knockin’
Chunky 9 right by my side look like a midget walkin’
Watch the shit that you talkin’, promise it's with me often
I gotta stop with the trigger talkin’, I promised momma
But I’m rapping my life (I live this shit,) load automatics at night
Ops don’t come to the Pop, they know they gettin’ dropped
Gettin' on, ‘cause I be getting off in my lane
You gettin’ no luck, get a job (Get a job, nigga)
I should throw my shows at synagogues, mention me
When you mention God, but fuck it, I’m just talkin’ shit to y’all
[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Young and gunnin’, niggas stay drummin’
Big tools in your house, said we here for the plumbin'
Yeah, the niggas say they wit' it, but the boys frontin'
Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’
Fuck, fuck niggas say somethin’
([?] say somethin’) Fuck niggas say somethin’
(Young and gunnin') Niggas stay drummin
Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Chop a chopper down, they told me never run
Unless you hear them copper sounds, I got them copper rounds
Gunnin' for them gold plaques
A 2014 Benz with the low jack, Pirellis's and the pistol stack
Ridin' down Obispo Ave, thinkin' 'bout the bus days
Never goin' back to that, checks be coming back-to-back
Put you on the front page, have the homies handle that
Pro Club hoodie, strapped, socks with the sandals wrapped (Uh)
Long Beach legend, Jordan kicked me out
If you from the city, that should tell you what I'm really 'bout (Northside, nigga)
Skippin' class to get the cash, run ya mouth, I'll kick your ass
But I'm just talkin' shit again (Uh)
Understand me, nigga, don’t need no Grammys, give us
The money you got in your pockets, I feel like taxing, nigga (Give it up, nigga)
'Bout the action, give me a reason, I’ll gladly get it knockin’
Chunky 9 right by my side look like a midget walkin’
Watch the shit that you talkin’, promise it's with me often
I gotta stop with the trigger talkin’, I promised momma
But I’m rapping my life (I live this shit,) load automatics at night
Ops don’t come to the Pop, they know they gettin’ dropped
Gettin' on, ‘cause I be getting off in my lane
You gettin’ no luck, get a job (Get a job, nigga)
I should throw my shows at synagogues, mention me
When you mention God, but fuck it, I’m just talkin’ shit to y’all
[Chorus: Joey Fatts]
Young and gunnin’, niggas stay drummin’
Big tools in your house, said we here for the plumbin'
Yeah, the niggas say they wit' it, but the boys frontin'
Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’
Fuck, fuck niggas say somethin’
([?] say somethin’) Fuck niggas say somethin’
(Young and gunnin') Niggas stay drummin
Chopper shots wet your block, fuck niggas say somethin’
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
Chop a chopper down, they told me never run
Unless you hear them copper sounds, I got them copper rounds
Gunnin' for them gold plaques
A 2014 Benz with the low jack, Pirellis's and the pistol stack
Ridin' down Obispo Ave, thinkin' 'bout the bus days
Never goin' back to that, checks be coming back-to-back
Put you on the front page, have the homies handle that
Pro Club hoodie, strapped, socks with the sandals wrapped (Uh)
Long Beach legend, Jordan kicked me out
If you from the city, that should tell you what I'm really 'bout (Northside, nigga)
Skippin' class to get the cash, run ya mouth, I'll kick your ass
But I'm just talkin' shit again (Uh)
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