[Intro]
Hit-Boy

[Verse 1: DaBoii]
Bitch, it's the YWN
Got feelings for me? That's your problem, type to fuck on your friend
Told my brothers this forever and we stuck to the end
Bitch, the chop so big, look like I'm clutching a kid
Watch me fuck her like I hate her, then I get ghost
Skinny bitch, you don't got the ass for me to grip on
You had to give her drugs just to fuck, boy, you a sicko
Bitch, I put that rifle in my jeans, that's why the limp strong
Had to kick that cup, that shit was fucking up my liver
When your diamonds dancin', Ruccis, they won't treat you like no n***a
You don't want me dead, you just a bitch behind the trigger
Emotional bitch might flood the city, she keep crying all these rivers
Only reason y'all alive 'cause y'all tails always tucked
Paid three bands for this fit but I still smell like a skunk
Can't trust no bitch, but this shell's what I trust
And you can never name a time that I fell for a slut, on the gang

[Chorus: DaBoii]
We some young wild n***as
I don't wanna hit your 'Wood if it ain't loud in it
All this fucking water, I might fucking drown, n***a
Potato on the barrel, it won't make a sound, n***a
.40 paint the face on you fucking clown n***as
You ain't really 'bout what you be speakin' 'bout, n***a
Knock a n***a down just for speaking down, n***a
Stomp a n***a out since you want some clout, n***a
Strike a n***a out like I'm on the mound, n***a
Free my dawg Meech out that fucking pound, n***a
Big ass chop when I'm ridin' 'round, n***a
Big ass Glock when I'm ridin' 'round, n***a
All this fuckin' guap why she bust down, n***a
Knock a n***a down, go and make me proud, n***a
I'ma hit a lick if I hit a drought, n***a
And might just hit your bitch if you bring her 'round, n***a
[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
Uh, how many times I gotta say it, baby?
I be thugging 'til they take me, baby
Fuck the fame, I just tell 'em pay me
Sometimes this money drive a n***a crazy
'Cause I don't know who really for me, I don't know who real
So I gotta keep this pole, you never know for real
I already know I'm a shooter and I know some shooters
If I don't do it, they gon' do it, that's how you 'posed to do it
Five bands in four pockets in my motherfuckin' jeans
I done probably spent like fifty gettin' high and sipping lean
Now all I drink is rosé, all my bitches gon' pay
All these bitches go too, all these n***as hoes too
I could never change, I just don't got it in me
Had a two-three with four sticks when I was ridin' hemi
He had it on him, could've shot but he don't got it in him
And every time I'm in that foreign, got that Glocky with me
And you know it's one up top up in it, shoot until we drop a n***a
Told my bitch that she can't trust the bitches, they be tryna top a n***a
Had them golds up in my mouth, then I went and put some diamonds in it
We some young wild n***as so you know we brought some lions with us

[Chorus: DaBoii]
We some young wild n***as
I don't wanna hit your 'Wood if it ain't loud in it
All this fucking water, I might fucking drown, n***a
Potato on the barrel, it won't make a sound, n***a