Young N*ggas Lil Twan (Ft. Calboy)

[Chorus: Lil Twan & Calboy]
Aye, I be that lil nigga from that back street
Now I'm runnin' up them digits like a athlete
Actually, I was that lil nigga in the back seat
Masked up, I can't catch a nigga they got fast heat
Wait up, I be that young nigga from the boulevard, tweakin
He [?] today before we pulled his car, spray him
Pull up with them blickies leave him in the yard
In the kitchen whippin' Whitney, bitch I'm trappin' hard

[Verse 1: Lil Twan & Calboy]
Aye, I come from the trenches they take trappin' hard
Aye, we ain't got them chickens then they crackin' cars
That's why I go hard, I know I might die tomorrow
I know lil bro Cal gon' spark, he gon' ride like handlebars
I'm just eatin off xanny bars, them shits sweet like candy bars
Change your life, I can't take yours
Hop in this Wraith, it got the start
We trap hard like no tomorrow
Then choppin' that bread it ain't too hard
In this field it's stack or starve
Remember that shit and you go far
Aye, lil Cal I got this geek freak
Uh, she tryna eat eat
She like "Y'all them niggas that I stay watchin' on TV"
Hit a couple rounds, then lil bro take her down
After that she gotta beat feet
I ain't gonna lie, I'm smokin' on loud, to the fuck shit I'm like Stevie