[Intro]
Early in the morning brushed my teeth and washed my face
I wake the bitch up in my bed to get the fuck up out my space
I ain't tryna hear no lip, or what the fuck she got to say
I call the Uber or the Lyft, she disappear without a trace
[Chrous]
Young and living savage I remember I ain't have it
Now I got it in my pocket, all the thotties wanna grab it
If you ever see me panic then police must be in traffic
That's the only time I jam up, shooter put the blam up
East coast, west coast, who got the best dope
Like fuck the prices I just need the best coke
I still will make my workers ride metro
Like get the fuck up off ya ass, let's go
[Verse 1]
Early in the morning in the kitchen with a pot
I whipped it right then whipped it left I gave it everything I got
Didn't shower for some days just to make a fat knot
I was smoking on the haze, junkies smoking fat rocks
You're a funny ass nigga ima call you Chris Rock
Run you off ya own block, make you go and get ya Glock
I was shooting with the team, we was chasing after rings
You was sitting on the bench so ima call ya Rick Fox
UUV in traffic, 223 was automatic
If you ship it, ima catch it, now that's young and living savage
I remember I ain't have it, I was robbin for the package
Shit this rap is jus a habit, but my passion was for trappin
When my mama seen my safe she asked me "how I make it happen?"
I just told her "mind her business" Shit I'm pimpin, I ain't macking
I ain't trippin, I ain't sipping, I ain't loafing, I ain't lackin
What I'm smoking on so potent, smell it when the bag open
Early in the morning brushed my teeth and washed my face
I wake the bitch up in my bed to get the fuck up out my space
I ain't tryna hear no lip, or what the fuck she got to say
I call the Uber or the Lyft, she disappear without a trace
[Chrous]
Young and living savage I remember I ain't have it
Now I got it in my pocket, all the thotties wanna grab it
If you ever see me panic then police must be in traffic
That's the only time I jam up, shooter put the blam up
East coast, west coast, who got the best dope
Like fuck the prices I just need the best coke
I still will make my workers ride metro
Like get the fuck up off ya ass, let's go
[Verse 1]
Early in the morning in the kitchen with a pot
I whipped it right then whipped it left I gave it everything I got
Didn't shower for some days just to make a fat knot
I was smoking on the haze, junkies smoking fat rocks
You're a funny ass nigga ima call you Chris Rock
Run you off ya own block, make you go and get ya Glock
I was shooting with the team, we was chasing after rings
You was sitting on the bench so ima call ya Rick Fox
UUV in traffic, 223 was automatic
If you ship it, ima catch it, now that's young and living savage
I remember I ain't have it, I was robbin for the package
Shit this rap is jus a habit, but my passion was for trappin
When my mama seen my safe she asked me "how I make it happen?"
I just told her "mind her business" Shit I'm pimpin, I ain't macking
I ain't trippin, I ain't sipping, I ain't loafing, I ain't lackin
What I'm smoking on so potent, smell it when the bag open
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