Will-A-Fool - Show A Young n***a lyrics

[Intro] Gas, gas, gas gas gas Well don't smoke Gucci do [Hook x2] Show a little young n***a something, I could show a little young n***a something Show a little young n***a something, I could show a little young n***a something I can front an ya'll n***a, got 100 young n***as That's 100 young n***as getting money Rather hang with my young n***as, OG's ain't 100 [Verse] Jackpot, trap spot, crack rock, duece pot Too hot, 2Pac, rob you with your own Glock New watch, blue drop with no top, I'm so hot All my shows sold out, my b**h got her toes out Ten stripper, seven out of ten got so a** shots A n***a got her locked, I need to send a b**h a green dot She feeling like a codeine fiend when the lean out I'm a lean junkie, pint buyer bring that clean out I got big old diamond rings, man they look just like wedding rings Hold another up, you's a runner-up trap king A bird brain n***a go for anything, anything Air heads, bu*terfly, ice cream, ice cream But you can't throw piss on me, say it's lemonade And you ain't fooling me, I know that chain fugazy I'm being honest, you s** on me it's your lucky day I'm s**a free, don't need no s**as round me anyway It's Guwop [Hook x2] [Verse 2] My mother sold dope, grandma yay My favorite uncle Goat and he still smoke yay I sold my uncle Goat a dub on his check day I know it's wrong, I pun his ID like the next J I'm smoking weed, I'm tryna' forget a couple court dates Gorilla out of jail turned into a cupcake Put a word out, a n***a get his cake baked I told my n***as run a G on yo' auntie Gucci got a lot of G's on me VVV It's 2013, I'm still so icy I heard Tip and Jeezy say that they don't like me Red bottom Gucci n***a do it just like Nike BUR! [Hook x2] [Verse 3] Everything glitter ain't gold, like Ace Hood's Rolly is It's not a diss but take my Gucci clothes off and I'm Gucci still I can't stop hustling still my mom live where Oprah live I used to drive by and wish I live like Holyfield And f** Dr. Phil, is he bringing up the Double Seal They say I'm bipolar, but my diamonds they sholl is Your favorite rapper p**y and his shooter's bis**ual If you can't count I'm nearly 100, don't say you on my level bro They call me trap god, I'm a man of god I was still a trap god at the Traveler's lodge At the Golf Knights Inn, or the Econolodge I cut my diamonds like jumbo Now & laters, dope so hard [Hook]