[Hook: Casey Veggies] Damn Put your hands up baby Youngin making songs Make them girls go crazy I do it all for the payment Born nine-three but my girl from the 80's I be in my Nike sh**, with some fresh jeans Young boy ballin God damn I need an ESPY Sittin up plottin how I'm gonna make my next cheese Chillin with my new girl thinking bout my ex feez [Verse 1: Casey Veggies] Same sh** from 8th grade rocking SB's, switched up my program Now I got more fans I ain't never co*ky, but I'm feeling like a grown man Did my own thing tryna provide for my old man And my momma working some now some... I'm just tryna make a mill so she can get some sun tans So when you holla at me only talk one thing money in my pocket man cause I don't want no friends Got enough broking heart and n***as turned enemies that focus on everything they pretend to be I met an actress I think she was feelin me, but she's an actress so who knows we gone see Young CV, might catch me in a white tee, Jordans and a gold chain, Illmatic through my Dre Beats If this was 98 I would have been on The Chronic Youngest n***a in LA spittin that Hooked on Phonics Veggies [Hook: Casey Veggies] Damn Put your hands up baby Youngin making songs Make them girls go crazy I do it all for the payment Born nine-three but my girl from the 80's I be in my Nike sh**, with some fresh jeans Young boy ballin God damn I need an ESPY Sittin up plotting how I'm gonna make my next cheese Chillin with my new girl thinking bout my ex feez [Verse 2: Casey Veggies] I swear you living off lies, man I live off logic and I am gonna live through my bro cause he in college But I'm k**ing all these and I'm out world touring setout to age 13 was my first time recording Shoutout to Auntie Dee-Dee Introduce me to the OC living by the ocean made life make more sense And my cousin Josh told me always ride tints, cause these streets of LA always give you problems But we on that fresh sh**, catch me with the best chick Introduced in '07, thought of in '06 30, 000 on me man we all keep some ladys I got a Odd Future, shoutout to Wolf Haley That's Tyler, The Creator give a damn about a hater This my city, I'm the mayor, world spins cause that paper Tiptoes in my sneakers, if she down I'm a keep her That lame boy hating, I'm a put him in a sleeper Swag up [Hook: Casey Veggies] Damn Put your hands up baby Youngin making songs Make them girls go crazy I do it all for the payment Born nine-three but my girl from the 80's I be in my Nike sh**, with some fresh jeans Young boy ballin God damn I need an ESPY Sittin up plotting how I'm gonna make my next cheese Chillin with my new girl thinking bout my ex feez