Ghetto Child Yung Bans

[Intro]
Hey, bet a lil' boy get burped
Nigga get murked, mm
Put him on a shirt, it's murkin' season
Young nigga might rob for purpose reasons, yeah (Perky season)
Hey (Perky season)
It's murkin' season

[Chorus]
Ayy, bet a lil' boy get burped
Put on a shirt if he run his mouth
So high up off the Earth, niggas had to send a shuttle down (Yeah)
Trippin', I popped a perc, sippin' syrup, seal and mix it out
Can't stand them boys, they nervous, I grew up as a ghetto child
As a ghetto child, concrete jungle goin' wild
Put the diamonds in my mouth
Momma told me, "Spit 'em out"
Hit the block and beat it out
I can't be no boy scout
Young nigga 15, pistol packed inside the pouch

[Verse]
Yeah, momma say "Get up out my house"
And when she found out my routes
Yeah, or maybe it's in my roots
Wake up, pour D'Usse, ridin' 'round with my boo thing
Kickin' shit like Liu Kang, I just hit for a new flame
Not Tity Boi, I got two chains, gotta be confident
If you in these streets out here robbin' shit
I'm like fuck a cop, I keep Glocks, they ain't stoppin' shit
Trappin' them chains, I can't ride in that bitch
In love with the ghetto, a product of it
I found out that lil' ho was swallowing dick
I left that lil' heffa' and fuck on her sis
Got niggas on that broke shit, all I know is go get it
Feel like Young Scooter, wake up, it's a road trip