Cold Young Famous (Ft. Booka600 & Lil Durk)

[Verse 1: Young Famous]
We in the game, you courtside
Don't mix us with them fuck niggas, got no ties
Yea, 300, 600, we get so live
Yea, disrespect, we at yo neck like bowties
Got respect with that tec, yea
Niggas know what we rep, yea
Irma Irma, get wet, yea
Sellin' round Seacrest, yea
Backseat, we sex, yea
Got straight seats wet, yea
Treat him like a bungee cord
Pussy nigga get stretchеd, aye
Say where wе from, you know we stretchin' niggas
We need it all, ain't nothin' left for niggas
So we dressed up, vested up
Tell them niggas catch up
Pussy nigga catch up
I will never let up
Bought a couple new choppas for my niggas
Make sure that nigga don't get to see that doctor for my niggas
Bet not catch you fuckin' with my niggas
OTF my niggas, 300 my niggas, 600 my niggas, yea
Aye, and I ain't fuckin' with mine
I know I'm fly as fuck, but I'm still totin' a 9
I'm tryna check a bag, so I'm still on my grind
And can't forget the game, free 22 and free 9