I Ain’t Tryna Kick It YFN Kay (Ft. BirdGang Greedy, YFN Lucci & YFN Trae Pound)

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[Chorus: BirdGang Greedy]
I ain't tryna kick it with you fuck niggas
That's just how I grew up, nigga
I might just squeeze on a fuck nigga
Still ridin round with my young niggas

[Verse 1: YFN Kay]
Hunting season, you better duck, nigga
Tryna bust a mill down with my young niggas
The jungle with the 8, that's where I'm from, nigga
Mention my name, you dumb, nigga
You know I'm made, and I got it out the slums, nigga
You disrespect the fam, and you see them drums, nigga
Time to split a bean, and hit him in his spleen
Then we drink some Lean
Then we catch a keen
In the game it's fam, fuck a friend
With you till the end, these other niggas actors, pretend
Fuck with Slime, he got them bricks and the hummer with the Benz

[Chorus: BirdGang Greedy]
I ain't tryna kick it with you fuck niggas
That's just how I grew up, nigga
I might just squeeze on a fuck nigga
Still ridin round with my young niggas