[Verse 1: j. sula]
Rep the west side, 'til I die, I come from the OC
Anaheim, 714, old me
Yuh, Rancho boy, kinda coy, and my hair wavy
My life like a carnival but more crazy

[Verse 2: FOGGIERAW & j. sula]
Young baby, if it's good, French dressing
Young n***a, I can't hear ya, what ya saying
Young n***a, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young n***a, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Aye baby girl, tell me how you feel (aye aye)
Aye baby girl, looking like a meal (ooh ooh)
Aye baby girl, I want you to be (uh uh)
Simply everything, like everything I need (yeah yeah)
We could make a team, dynamic duo (hiya hiya)
Pull up on the bad 'cause Jesus is my shooter (bop bop)

[Bridge: FOGGIERAW]
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Baby girl please don't be blowing off
Young n***a got a blessing, I was praying
Young n***a I ain't stressing, I was praying, ooh

[Verse 3: j. sula]
Pull up on the evil and I light it up (bang bang)
Then I make a sequel, and I pipe it up (yah)
Feeling like Knievel, I'm a stunt man (boom)
Feel like Queen Latifah, I'm the best man (hey)
She wanna flirt with me but she got man so I say no way (Jose)
She go to church with me but she never bow her head
When the pastor say pray (amen)
I be just cooling it, acting no fool
When the past try sneak up on me (back, boy)
I be just schooling it, getting educated
I'ma get stacks on me (cash, boy)
Why they looking for me? Why they searching for me?
If they want the old Josh, they get nothing from me
I'm a new man, I matured boy
Growing up but still in my youth boy
[Outro: FOGGIERAW]
Young n***a came in, no discussion
Young n***a beat the block, no percussion
Young n***a, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan
Young n***a, hiya hiya, wah wah, Jackie Chan