[Intro]
Hit-Boy
[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Bitch, it's the YWN
Got feelings for me? That's your problem, type to fuck on your friend
Told my brothers this forever and we stuck to the end
Bitch, the chop so big, look like I'm clutching a kid
Watch me fuck her like I hate her, then I get ghost
Skinny bitch, you don't got the ass for me to grip on
You had to give her drugs just to fuck, boy, you a sicko
Bitch, I put that rifle in my jeans, that's why the limp strong
Had to kick that cup, that shit was fucking up my liver
When your diamonds dancin', Ruccis, they won't treat you like no nigga
You don't want me dead, you just a bitch behind the trigger
Emotional bitch might flood the city, she keep crying all these rivers
Only reason y'all alive 'cause y'all tails always tucked
Paid three bands for this fit but I still smell like a skunk
Can't trust no bitch, but this shell's what I trust
And you can never name a time that I fell for a slut, on the gang
[Chorus: DaBoii]
We some young wild niggas
I don't wanna hit your 'Wood if it ain't loud in it
All this fucking water, I might fucking drown, nigga
Potato on the barrel, it won't make a sound, nigga
.40 paint the face on you fucking clown niggas
You ain't really 'bout what you be speakin' 'bout, nigga
Knock a nigga down just for speaking down, nigga
Stomp a nigga out since you want some clout, nigga
Strike a nigga out like I'm on the mound, nigga
Free my dawg Meech out that fucking pound, nigga
Big ass chop when I'm ridin' 'round, nigga
Big ass Glock when I'm ridin' 'round, nigga
All this fuckin' guap why she bust down, nigga
Knock a nigga down, go and make me proud, nigga
I'ma hit a lick if I hit a drought, nigga
And might just hit your bitch if you bring her 'round, nigga
Hit-Boy
[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Bitch, it's the YWN
Got feelings for me? That's your problem, type to fuck on your friend
Told my brothers this forever and we stuck to the end
Bitch, the chop so big, look like I'm clutching a kid
Watch me fuck her like I hate her, then I get ghost
Skinny bitch, you don't got the ass for me to grip on
You had to give her drugs just to fuck, boy, you a sicko
Bitch, I put that rifle in my jeans, that's why the limp strong
Had to kick that cup, that shit was fucking up my liver
When your diamonds dancin', Ruccis, they won't treat you like no nigga
You don't want me dead, you just a bitch behind the trigger
Emotional bitch might flood the city, she keep crying all these rivers
Only reason y'all alive 'cause y'all tails always tucked
Paid three bands for this fit but I still smell like a skunk
Can't trust no bitch, but this shell's what I trust
And you can never name a time that I fell for a slut, on the gang
[Chorus: DaBoii]
We some young wild niggas
I don't wanna hit your 'Wood if it ain't loud in it
All this fucking water, I might fucking drown, nigga
Potato on the barrel, it won't make a sound, nigga
.40 paint the face on you fucking clown niggas
You ain't really 'bout what you be speakin' 'bout, nigga
Knock a nigga down just for speaking down, nigga
Stomp a nigga out since you want some clout, nigga
Strike a nigga out like I'm on the mound, nigga
Free my dawg Meech out that fucking pound, nigga
Big ass chop when I'm ridin' 'round, nigga
Big ass Glock when I'm ridin' 'round, nigga
All this fuckin' guap why she bust down, nigga
Knock a nigga down, go and make me proud, nigga
I'ma hit a lick if I hit a drought, nigga
And might just hit your bitch if you bring her 'round, nigga
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