[Intro: Young Adz]
Mm
Yeah
Some more reverb on that
Remedee
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Unknown T & Young Adz]
I'm the youngest plug on the block
Look at the Louis Vuitton when I rock
Cut three nine bars down
After every round with a blade I chop (Yeah, yeah)
Three quarters a box and I'm whippin' the rock
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
I'm the youngest plug on the block
Look at the Louis Vuitton when I rock
Cut three nine bars down
After every round with a blade I chop (Yeah, yeah)
Three quarters a box and I'm whippin' the rock
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
Straight drop 'til the yola locks

[Verse 1: Young Adz]
Up in the bando with Donna, that woman is my favourite fiend
Eleven racks on two waps and one of them came with a beam
I started my day with a bud of Gelato and promethazine
My runner, he comin' to meet me, I'm smokin' a spliff by the sea
You can be my favourite girl, Gucci down to your trainers girl
Don't fuck, just taste it girl, make you feel like you're famous girl
I'm still on that block with all the fiends out, tryna live right
And I still rock with that Glock fifth or I walk 'round with my flick knife
[Chorus: Unknown T]
I'm the youngest plug on the block
Look at the Louis Vuitton when I rock
Cut three nine bars down
After every round with a blade I chop
Three quarters a box and I'm whippin' the rock
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
I'm the youngest plug on the block
Look at the Louis Vuitton when I rock
Cut three nine bars down
After every round with a blade I chop
Three quarters a box and I'm whippin' the rock
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
Straight drop 'til the yola locks

[Verse 2: Unknown T]
Don't slip, that's rule number one in the book
Whoosh, fling all my grub in the bush
Half of the time I'm the plug in the 'ood
Swoosh, wounds from your head to your bugs
OG's get smoked, no Kush
Leather gloves on, this bark ain't a woof (woof)
I would've took green like mush
More time, there's food in the T, man push
I told this young boy go bank in the bando but he got clocked with my rock, I'm sad, yo
Got a four fizz, not a pack of Tango, there's a lot of bells in this spin like Django
Hands on the bruck, man clutch, that's manual, try know, anywhere man go, gang roll
All my young bucks wanna strike like Fernando, pop let him hop 'cah he does it like Santos
[Chorus: Unknown T]
I'm the youngest plug on the block
Look at the Louis Vuitton when I rock
Cut three nine bars down
After every round with a blade I chop
Three quarters a box and I'm whippin' the rock
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
I'm the youngest plug on the block
Look at the Louis Vuitton when I rock
Cut three nine bars down
After every round with a blade I chop
Three quarters a box and I'm whippin' the rock
Straight drop 'til the yola locks
Straight drop 'til the yola locks