[Hook: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young n***a
I'm twisting up the dro like a young n***a
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young n***a
I'm still in the streets like a young n***a
Like a young n***a, this one for the young n***as
Where you from, n***a? This one for the young n***as
For the young n***as, this one is for the young n***as
Where you from, n***a? This one for the young n***as

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, most my n***as rob, they don't got a job
I got a couple young n***as that’ll take the charge
So I don't bring a bodyguard, I bring my entourage
Stop the track, pause, R.I.P. to Camouflage
I'm 'bout to pull my yellow 'Rari out the car garage
I got some young n***as that’ll hide your body parts

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Twisting fingers in the club, I'm a young n***a
Got them old n***as saying I love that young n***a
Your whole cliquе buying shots, y'all some broke n***as
Pants sagging, flag hanging, I'm a young n***a
In the club, strappеd up with them guns, n***a (Southside)
We shooting at the police just for fun, n***a
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young n***a
I'm twisting up the dro like a young n***a
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young n***a
I'm still in the streets like a young n***a
Like a young n***a, this one for the young n***as
Where you from, n***a? This one for the young n***as
For the young n***as, this one is for the young n***as
Where you from, n***a? This one for the young n***as

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Ray Charles vision, screaming, "Where's the competition"
Lot of rappers on the carton, man, they swag missing
I'm on that young n***a shit
Shiesty ass n***as at my shows robbin' for bricks
Gucci said I'm going hard, Flocka on his shit
Total school swag, got these hoes on my dick
I'm a lotto pick, I'm like, "Which girl to get"
Pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip
I'm on my Wiz Khalifa shit, but I don't do no papers
Fresh up out them papers, haters catch the vapors
Shoes alligators, I'm talking 'bout Jordans
She ain't got enough swag, shawty can't afford 'em (Flocka)

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young n***a
I'm twisting up the dro like a young n***a
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young n***a
I'm still in the streets like a young n***a
Like a young n***a, this one for the young n***as
Where you from, n***a? This one for the young n***as
For the young n***as, this one is for the young n***as
Where you from, n***a? This one for the young n***as