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[Verse 1: Youngin]



The flow is sick you know this shit

Go against, we'll put a n***a body

Where the ocean is, focusing, plan to win

District Of Columbia I represent

D.o.C, who I be, Y to the O to the U-N-G

I-N, MC, keeping critics awake even though they sleep

On your dude, that's cool, grind don't stop

And I continue to move, on my own, fuck rules

Every once in a while you gotta break a few

One-two, three-four, D.C. coming through and kicking

Down the door, get down on the floor, o-on the floor, come on



[Hook: Youngin]



Who you know that can fuck with me

Ain't a muthafucka living that can fuck with me

Who you know that can fuck with me

Ain't a muthafucka living that can fuck with me uh (2x)

We gon make you dance, make you wanna just

Put your hands up, if you feeling right

Keep them hands high



[Verse 2: Youngin]



Next level, so different, futuristic

Out of this world is where I'm taking them with this

On a mission, bigger business

Write it, produce it, mix it because I'm gifted

Yes indeed, I do me

I'm a different individual and proud to be

So distinct, and unique

So sharp I should be an amputee

Dre Beats, on my ear

The game is full of crap and I ain't trying to hear

It needs change, so I'm here

I been had drive now it's time to steer

So come along for the ride

If I open up the window keep your hands inside

I've arrived, you sucker MC's can't hide

I'm here



[Hook]