[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's the Young Wax, Innerprize Clicc
Fuck you and that bitch, we did it best
On wax
Yeah, the name Young Wax
[Chorus: G Perico]
What? What? What? What? What? What? What's happenin'?
What? What? What? What? What? What? What's happenin'?
[Verse 1: G Perico]
I can't go in, I ain't ready (No)
Even though the streets feel deadly (Murder)
If we get into some shit, when you bust, just hold that bitch steady (Boom, boom, boom)
I'm gettin' old, I don't fight no more
That's what the guns and the mace and the knives is for
The streets on fire this year, it been bloody
Quit lyin' to me, bitch, I know you don't love me (Bitch)
Gold chains and some face tats
I could feel your heart, but nigga, where your brain at? (Dummy)
Every day, it's an experience
I know millionaires and felons from Paris to South Central
I'm on a race against time in this big body
Chopper on my passenger seat, it's on fit probably
Ridin' shotgun, slidin' up Rosecrans, bust a right when I hit Hawthorne
Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's the Young Wax, Innerprize Clicc
Fuck you and that bitch, we did it best
On wax
Yeah, the name Young Wax
[Chorus: G Perico]
What? What? What? What? What? What? What's happenin'?
What? What? What? What? What? What? What's happenin'?
[Verse 1: G Perico]
I can't go in, I ain't ready (No)
Even though the streets feel deadly (Murder)
If we get into some shit, when you bust, just hold that bitch steady (Boom, boom, boom)
I'm gettin' old, I don't fight no more
That's what the guns and the mace and the knives is for
The streets on fire this year, it been bloody
Quit lyin' to me, bitch, I know you don't love me (Bitch)
Gold chains and some face tats
I could feel your heart, but nigga, where your brain at? (Dummy)
Every day, it's an experience
I know millionaires and felons from Paris to South Central
I'm on a race against time in this big body
Chopper on my passenger seat, it's on fit probably
Ridin' shotgun, slidin' up Rosecrans, bust a right when I hit Hawthorne
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