YUNG-RARE
MADWORLD
[Chorus: YUNG-RARE]
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase

[Verse 1: Pyrxciter]
I feel like I’m Gucci Mane in 2006
Bruh bruh got me on my Jeezy shit I’m tryna chop a brick
If the fuck boy in my way his fuckin kufi gettin split
Bruh bruh got me on that hurricane I make that choppa blitz
If he pussy moving pounds he getting jacked for all his shit
I ain’t rollin on no percies but I’m litter than bitch
They like "how the fuck he do that?"
Pyro voice too menacing
They tryna cage and hold me down cause I come off belligerent
[Chorus: YUNG-RARE]
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase

[Verse 2: DUSTMYTE]
Put your, guns down you can fight me in the ring (Cinco)
Fingers pressing up against your fuckin face
It’s a cold hard world I ain’t lookin at my change
Put a man through some shit but not enough to make me break
Yeahhhhhhhh!
I know they want me a goner
Overheating the sauna
I never acted upon ya
I’m burgundy just like Ron
[Chorus: YUNG-RARE]
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase
Knuck, if you buck
Set down, set hut
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
That’s wassup!
I got, blood, on my face
I got, dirt, on my name
I got, guns, on my waist
I got, hoes, I don’t chase