[Intro: Lil Zay]
They like, "Damn, he came back with 3"
(Damn, son, where'd you find this?)
[Chorus: Lil Zay]
They like "Damn, he came back with 3," uh
Bitch, we took over the streets (Bitch, we took over the streets)
If a nigga don't like me, bitch, we can meet, yeah (We can meet)
Or we gon' pull up where he be (Or we gon' pull up)
High up, nigga, and I'm only eighteen (Yeah)
You see these racks bustin' out my jeans
Big Backwoods, I done turned to a fiend (I done turned to a fiend)
I'm deep in the field with no cleats (Ayy, with no cleats)
I want me an M, won't stop 'til I get it (Ayy)
We gun 'em down, leave no witness (Leave no witness)
Load up the rounds, go handle they business, yeah (Go handle they business)
Lots of guap, bitch, I got plenty (Yeah)
If he play, put one in his fitted (Put one in his fitted)
Get the Drac', put one in his kidney
These niggas lame, they gossip like some bitches (They lame)
My dick in they mouth, yeah, I'm who they mention
[Verse 1: Lil Zay]
Hold on, wait, I heard a nigga say they want smoke (Say they want smoke)
Yeah, we gon' pull up on 'em, hit 'em with the pole (Boom-boom-boom)
Fuck it, might as well kick the door (Might as well kick the door)
Lame-ass nigga pillow talkin' to these hoes (Ayy)
Them the same niggas gon' get put on swole (Gon' get put on swole)
Lame-ass nigga hatin' 'cause they really broke (Lame-ass nigga)
I'm the only young nigga gettin' a rack for a show (Gettin' a rack for a show)
Got the streets on lock, nigga, with no code (No code)
And I won't respond to you niggas on the internet (On the internet)
That's the same shit that's gon' get you niggas whacked (Get you niggas whacked)
Shoot up the car, put that bitch on flat
He won't see tomorrow, put two in his back (Ayy)
I'm a fly young nigga, no jetlag (No jetlag)
Hit her from the back while I'm counting up backends
Pullin' out her hair, she gon' need some new tracks in (New tracks in)
She wanna cuff, but the bitch too ratchet (She too ratchet)
I turn dope to money, that's magic (That's magic)
Fresh as fuck like I hopped out a casket (Like I hopped out a casket)
I'm really havin' this shit, I ain't braggin' (I ain't braggin')
Don't ask for no feature, I'm taxin' (I'm taxin', nigga)
If he flex too hard, we gon' jack him (We gon' jack him)
Try to get tough, my nigga gon' smash him
Young nigga shit, comin' straight out of Jackson
They like, "Damn, he came back with 3"
(Damn, son, where'd you find this?)
[Chorus: Lil Zay]
They like "Damn, he came back with 3," uh
Bitch, we took over the streets (Bitch, we took over the streets)
If a nigga don't like me, bitch, we can meet, yeah (We can meet)
Or we gon' pull up where he be (Or we gon' pull up)
High up, nigga, and I'm only eighteen (Yeah)
You see these racks bustin' out my jeans
Big Backwoods, I done turned to a fiend (I done turned to a fiend)
I'm deep in the field with no cleats (Ayy, with no cleats)
I want me an M, won't stop 'til I get it (Ayy)
We gun 'em down, leave no witness (Leave no witness)
Load up the rounds, go handle they business, yeah (Go handle they business)
Lots of guap, bitch, I got plenty (Yeah)
If he play, put one in his fitted (Put one in his fitted)
Get the Drac', put one in his kidney
These niggas lame, they gossip like some bitches (They lame)
My dick in they mouth, yeah, I'm who they mention
[Verse 1: Lil Zay]
Hold on, wait, I heard a nigga say they want smoke (Say they want smoke)
Yeah, we gon' pull up on 'em, hit 'em with the pole (Boom-boom-boom)
Fuck it, might as well kick the door (Might as well kick the door)
Lame-ass nigga pillow talkin' to these hoes (Ayy)
Them the same niggas gon' get put on swole (Gon' get put on swole)
Lame-ass nigga hatin' 'cause they really broke (Lame-ass nigga)
I'm the only young nigga gettin' a rack for a show (Gettin' a rack for a show)
Got the streets on lock, nigga, with no code (No code)
And I won't respond to you niggas on the internet (On the internet)
That's the same shit that's gon' get you niggas whacked (Get you niggas whacked)
Shoot up the car, put that bitch on flat
He won't see tomorrow, put two in his back (Ayy)
I'm a fly young nigga, no jetlag (No jetlag)
Hit her from the back while I'm counting up backends
Pullin' out her hair, she gon' need some new tracks in (New tracks in)
She wanna cuff, but the bitch too ratchet (She too ratchet)
I turn dope to money, that's magic (That's magic)
Fresh as fuck like I hopped out a casket (Like I hopped out a casket)
I'm really havin' this shit, I ain't braggin' (I ain't braggin')
Don't ask for no feature, I'm taxin' (I'm taxin', nigga)
If he flex too hard, we gon' jack him (We gon' jack him)
Try to get tough, my nigga gon' smash him
Young nigga shit, comin' straight out of Jackson
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