[Intro]
Shit
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus]
Young n***a, kickin' shit
You n***as ain't talkin' bout shit
I know she a bad bitch
Had to kick her out my mattress
We know it get tragic
Pussy boy, you a faggot
I hang with them n***as in the field, ain't no lackin'
Woah, woah, SRT
Woah, woah, bitch I'm speed
Keep a glick on my side, in case they try to take me
Yeah, take me, bitch, I'm close casing
She like Prada, but her boyfriend shop at Macy's

[Verse]
R-r-real n***a play, then I'm uppin' the B
How the fuck do you hate a n***a that sing?
Shout out my momma, know she proud of me
Number (N)ine all up on a n***a tee
Uppin' that choppa, make a n***a freeze
I can not fuck lil' shawty, she a skeesh
I can not fuck lil' shawty, she got too many friends in this hoe, I ain't spillin' the tea
Ah, why you need me?
Bitch, I bleed for the fuckin' team
I might wipe a n***a out, just like snot after he fuckin' sneeze
She wanna fuck with me, huh, bitch, I told a hoe please
I don't want your body, unless, it's shaped like a benji
Bitch I up that shotty, then I leave that n***a missin'
You done did that damage, it's too late for all that fixin'
Bags a piling, ballin' like Scottie
With them slimes like Lil Gotit
If I slide n***as dyin'
Keep a condom in my pocket incase I find out she got mileage
It get real in that field, huh, we gon' see who 'bout it
What you gon' do 'bout it? You gon' tell who 'bout it?
We drop down on your crew body
We gon' found where that new hiding
[Chorus]
Young n***a, kickin' shit
You n***as ain't talkin' bout shit
I know she a bad bitch
Had to kick her out my mattress
We know it get tragic
Pussy boy, you a faggot
I hang with them n***as in the field, ain't no lackin'
Woah, woah, SRT
Woah, woah, bitch I'm speed
Keep a glick on my side, in case they try to take me
Yeah, take me, bitch, I'm close casin'
She like Prada, but her boyfriend shop at Macy's