[Intro: YNW Melly]
Haha, I pound shit
Um, young nigga world
Aye, young niggas
Hop out wit' them K's and we let it spray
Aye
[Chorus: YNW Melly]
These pussy niggas talking like they on it
Is that smoke inside your swisher? 'Cause I want it
I got killas with the pistol around the corner
Don't you play with us, 'cause baby boy we won't tell
We tryna catch a nigga soul and replenish it
We tryna kill a pussy nigga, gonna in a bit
We ain't fucking with these niggas like we celibate
Choppa knock a pussy nigga out his element
[Verse 1: JayDaYoungan]
Pour shit out, we on the block
My brother stay toting the Glock
Move wrong, somebody get shot
I grind hard for whatever I got
I'm on the road, I be after the guap
No I can't stop until Youngan on top
Brand new foreign, copped it off the lot
Bitch niggas hating, they want me to flop
Bands in my pockets, I stay with them knots
I say I'm going, I'm never going to stop
Free all my niggas and fuck all the cops
Got hella pistols for all the opps
Get the bag and then I go the other way
If I ain't hustlin', flipping packs, I'm prolly somewhere out of state
Bitch I'm a real nigga, you can see it in my face
No I ain't got no time to waste
You on that fake shit, can't relate
I spent them racks up in Bape
Sipping on lean, and I can't feel my face
Free chopper, he fighting a case
We was jus' stackin' and clutching them K's
I pray to God they don't play
I let my shooter wet him like a lake
We thuggin' to this everyday
Bitch you can get it, just stay in your place
Haha, I pound shit
Um, young nigga world
Aye, young niggas
Hop out wit' them K's and we let it spray
Aye
[Chorus: YNW Melly]
These pussy niggas talking like they on it
Is that smoke inside your swisher? 'Cause I want it
I got killas with the pistol around the corner
Don't you play with us, 'cause baby boy we won't tell
We tryna catch a nigga soul and replenish it
We tryna kill a pussy nigga, gonna in a bit
We ain't fucking with these niggas like we celibate
Choppa knock a pussy nigga out his element
[Verse 1: JayDaYoungan]
Pour shit out, we on the block
My brother stay toting the Glock
Move wrong, somebody get shot
I grind hard for whatever I got
I'm on the road, I be after the guap
No I can't stop until Youngan on top
Brand new foreign, copped it off the lot
Bitch niggas hating, they want me to flop
Bands in my pockets, I stay with them knots
I say I'm going, I'm never going to stop
Free all my niggas and fuck all the cops
Got hella pistols for all the opps
Get the bag and then I go the other way
If I ain't hustlin', flipping packs, I'm prolly somewhere out of state
Bitch I'm a real nigga, you can see it in my face
No I ain't got no time to waste
You on that fake shit, can't relate
I spent them racks up in Bape
Sipping on lean, and I can't feel my face
Free chopper, he fighting a case
We was jus' stackin' and clutching them K's
I pray to God they don't play
I let my shooter wet him like a lake
We thuggin' to this everyday
Bitch you can get it, just stay in your place
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