[Chorus]
Yeah, the duty of youth is a challenge (This shit is a challenge my nigga)
I’m drinking my pain for the youth, I ODed on the gallons
I came up with gallons my nigga, I came up I drank from the youth of the fountain
These niggas be hatin' on me, and they mad, yeah, they mad I’m exploring my talents
[Verse 1]
But fuck all the Whoopti-hoo
You’ll never catch me in a Hoopty-Doo
I'ma bring it right round like a Hula hoop
Tryna come for my gang, I’m like, "Who is you?"
Ain’t gonna ask you no questions, no interviews
My niggas too down, they gone pull it through
And they gave him ten months, but I’ve been a dude
Been through hell and came back bitch, I’m bullet proof
Please know that she fuck with a savage
Get that guap by all means, it's a habit
She a demon for clout, she a sad bitch
She can’t fuck with my life, it’s to lavish
My niggas pop out, then we blastin'
Turn his beautiful day to a tragic
Don't need addys, we catch you in traffic
Make yo' mama hug yo' ass in a casket
I’m going so fucking hard cause I want it
Shorty diggin' for gold, so I pond it
Feel like wheezy won’t leave with the hornets
Wanted Yeezy but couldn’t afford it
You niggas be sweet like a Pop-Tart
Talking shit, but be riding my cock hard
In my DM’s, you need a career start
Broke as hell, but be sippin' that Wockhardt
How yo' pockets in deep but you leaning?
Spending all of yo' loot for no reason
That’s why Daij at the top, this his season
'Cause he stay on his shit and you fiendin'
I got my ice out the box though
Keep no limits, supplies like I’m Costco
If I need the job done, hit up Pablo
He be working, he serving them nachos
I eat the chicken like Roscoe's
Turn you niggas to lunch, make it hot tho
When it’s after the Mil, hit my Vato’s
Cause they ready for war, nigga, pronto
If you not a true friend you a hater
All my Instagram commenting fakers
I’m ignoring that shit 'cause I’m greater
And you broke and ain’t countin no papers
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, the duty of youth is a challenge (This shit is a challenge my nigga)
I’m drinking my pain for the youth, I ODed on the gallons
I came up with gallons my nigga, I came up I drank from the youth of the fountain
These niggas be hatin' on me, and they mad, yeah, they mad I’m exploring my talents
[Verse 1]
But fuck all the Whoopti-hoo
You’ll never catch me in a Hoopty-Doo
I'ma bring it right round like a Hula hoop
Tryna come for my gang, I’m like, "Who is you?"
Ain’t gonna ask you no questions, no interviews
My niggas too down, they gone pull it through
And they gave him ten months, but I’ve been a dude
Been through hell and came back bitch, I’m bullet proof
Please know that she fuck with a savage
Get that guap by all means, it's a habit
She a demon for clout, she a sad bitch
She can’t fuck with my life, it’s to lavish
My niggas pop out, then we blastin'
Turn his beautiful day to a tragic
Don't need addys, we catch you in traffic
Make yo' mama hug yo' ass in a casket
I’m going so fucking hard cause I want it
Shorty diggin' for gold, so I pond it
Feel like wheezy won’t leave with the hornets
Wanted Yeezy but couldn’t afford it
You niggas be sweet like a Pop-Tart
Talking shit, but be riding my cock hard
In my DM’s, you need a career start
Broke as hell, but be sippin' that Wockhardt
How yo' pockets in deep but you leaning?
Spending all of yo' loot for no reason
That’s why Daij at the top, this his season
'Cause he stay on his shit and you fiendin'
I got my ice out the box though
Keep no limits, supplies like I’m Costco
If I need the job done, hit up Pablo
He be working, he serving them nachos
I eat the chicken like Roscoe's
Turn you niggas to lunch, make it hot tho
When it’s after the Mil, hit my Vato’s
Cause they ready for war, nigga, pronto
If you not a true friend you a hater
All my Instagram commenting fakers
I’m ignoring that shit 'cause I’m greater
And you broke and ain’t countin no papers
Yeah, yeah
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