[Intro]
(Mommy, India got the beats)
(Leor, light it up)
Let me tell you, what?
(Thanks Yakree)
fu*k
[Pre-Chorus]
They ain’t let me in this b*tch in a lil' minute and I’m bootin' up
They done let me in this b*tch with all my ni**as and I’m tooled up
These ni**as got me fu*ked up
"YoungBoy, they got you fu*ked up?"
These ni**as never touched us
b*tch, you know I’ll get you busted up
[Chorus]
They like “Dis that, dis that”, please get off my dick now
You know that I don’t give no fu*k, get mad and get yo' b*tch gone
I’m like “Big stacks, big stacks”, It’s lil' YoungBoy and I’m rich now
All those gunners trail me 'round, while I’m ridin' through the town
[Verse 1]
"Say, Lil daddy, calm down, 'fore I whoop you like my son, b*tch”
Ridin' 'round on that dumb sh*t, hundred round drums in these sticks
I’m tooted up, I’m booted up, I’m out my body in this b*tch
Stuntin' for that hoe, you a make a ni**a leave yo' body in front that b*tch
Clean I'm Fendi down, nothing but gang pendants 'round
Soon as I touch the city, they know it’s murder in town
Yeah, I don’t fu*k around, b*tch, I say “Bump it down”
Draw down with them dirty sticks and go to dumpin' 'round this b*tch
I cannot stop buckin', b*tch, I’m chewed up, drugs inside my body
I’m leanin' hard off that R, they a think I’m on the Roxy
They know lil brotha ready for to spin, call 'em kamikaze (Spin)
Suicidal slime, if you don't stop 'em, know that he gon' pop ya
Quando 'bout that jump out gang (Yeah)
Make these ni**as hold up
Nothin' but green flags around this b*tch
These pussy ni**as froze up (Gang)
They only zipped one of us up
Left five his brothers with they toes up
Pussy ni**a with all that rapping, and he know what up
Play with me it’s going down, ni**a
[Bridge]
My mama say “It’s thug life in that Nawf”
That’s where I'm found, ni**a
My young ni**a caught up in that drug life, he distributin' them pounds, ni**a
Hold on, bow, yeah, let me do my dance for all these hoes
Hold on, bow, ni**a, money fannin', then I touch my toes
[Pre-Chorus]
They ain’t let me in this b*tch in a lil' minute and I’m bootin' up
They done let me in this b*tch with all my ni**as and I’m tooled up
These ni**as got me fu*ked up
"YoungBoy, they got you fu*ked up?"
These ni**as never touched us
b*tch, you know I’ll get you busted up
[Chorus]
They like “Dis that, dis that”, please get off my dick now
You know that I don’t give no fu*k, get mad and get yo' b*tch gone
I’m like “Big stacks, big stacks”, It’s lil' YoungBoy and I’m rich now
All those gunners trail me 'round, while I’m ridin' through the town
[Interlude]
Man, tell that YouTuber or streamer whatever he is
“Stop playing wit' me, b*tch”
You ni**as ain't layin' like that, know them gunners layin' wit' me, b*tch
I ain't got no Instagram, no social media, I wasn't talkin' to your b*tch
Old ugly ass b*tch, you disgusting, man, ya'll ni**as make me sick
[Verse 2]
Oh, now I'm in this b*tch, yeah, I’m on five sticks, yeah
Leanin' bad, it’s lose or win, I’m divin' in yo' sh*t, yeah
This that slime sh*t, play dumb, lose yo' mind quick
Them who all them rappers hate
ni**a, know that’s my clique (That’s murder gang)
[Pre-Chorus]
They ain’t let me in this b*tch in a lil' minute and I’m bootin' up
They done let me in this b*tch with all my ni**as and I’m tooled up
These ni**as got me fu*ked up
"YoungBoy, they got you fu*ked up?"
These ni**as never touched us (Know it)
b*tch, you know I’ll get you busted up
[Chorus]
They like “Dis that, dis that”, please get off my dick now
You know that I don’t give no fu*k, get mad and get yo' b*tch gone
I’m like “Big stacks, big stacks”, It’s lil' YoungBoy and I’m rich now
All those gunners trail me 'round, while I’m ridin' through the town
[Outro]
Chippewa 38, Plank Road
We gon' leave 'em stretched, if you ain’t know
Pussy ni**a know how we get down