Young Nigga
[Intro]
Gang gang, gang, gang, gang
Trapnanana, bitch
Solo
Pull on the block on the solo (Skrrt)
Remember I used to rock Polo (Spizzle go crazy)
These bitches some eaters (You dig?)
[Verse 1]
Used to be in the house as a young n***a
Watching wrestling, I was watching Bautista, uh
Used to be in the house as a young n***a
Didn't do my homework, I was a cheater (Haha, yeah)
But look, a young n***a made it (I did)
But look, a young n***a took it (I did)
Used to sell coke and I used to sell that hard
'Cause a young n***a ain't really know how to cook it
You had work, we not gon' take it
Especially if you're out here and you're faking
I like my cake with the icing on the end, they gon' drape it (Luciano)
Bitch scream, "Wah gwan?" Yeah, she Jamaican (Wah gwan)
I fuck with the hitters, I fuck with the Haitians (Trapnanana)
Back to the block, n***a, back to the basics
Pull up in free car, yeah, that my nation (Skrrt)
Bitch in the backseat, yeah, she a Blasian
Face shot cook him, damn, he a raisin
Ooh, he talking down, he on the pavement (Hah)
Double Back, let's see who out faking (Trapnanana)
We turn up them blickies, we call him a racist (Gang, gang)
White man in my pocket, I ain't racist (Gang)
But young n***a still ain't fuckin' with Trump (On God)
I slide on a Wednesday, bitch, I don't hunt
She got a fat trunk, I'ma dunk on her buns
I mix it up and I do it real well (Haha)
A white bitch keep talkin' 'bout, "That's swell"
You play with my name, I might do an L
These n***as funny, man, Keenan and Kel
These funny n***as, man, they Kevin Hart
Don't jump in that water if you not a shark
Quickdraw, I ain't talkin' 'bout throwing darts
Bullseye, hit an artery by his heart
Redeye, n***a, I ain't talking games
Undertaker, bitch, I'm sliding with Kane
Ooh, they tried to label me a menace
Ooh, I'm rocking labels, yeah, the Fendi
That shit y'all be talkin', that shit is a gimmick
That fake designer, boy, you should be ashamed
Talkin' shit get you turned to a stain
Drinking lean, shit tryna fuck up my aim
[Verse 2]
Uh, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know (Yeah, uh, hah)
You know (Bitch)
My n***a gon' shoot like BlocBoy
Free Joe Bean 'cause we still up top, boy
You know, you know how we rock, boy
Bling bling, we let out a hot boy (Bitch)
Grraow, somebody got shot, boy
Big pop, fat pop havin' a nap, boy
Versace on me like I'm Uncle Elroy
Bob the Builder, come with hammers and nails, boy
That bitch givin' head and she give that shit no more (Num, num)
Pop a Perc', she suck dick 'til the dick sore
Headfirst, n***a, you know that we hot cord
Jump off the top row into the mob ties
Kush in my veins, I ain't talkin' 'bout white
Kush in the streets, my n***as did hard time
She off of that molly, you know that it's slob time
Yeah, she eating me good, you get it?
She eating the dick like a picnic
Get in that pussy and then do the stick shift (I do it real good)
Woo, woo, I'm hot as a bitch in this bitch
Off the Perc' and I'm hittin' it (Trapnanana)
Gang gang, gang, gang, gang
Trapnanana, bitch
Solo
Pull on the block on the solo (Skrrt)
Remember I used to rock Polo (Spizzle go crazy)
These bitches some eaters (You dig?)
[Verse 1]
Used to be in the house as a young n***a
Watching wrestling, I was watching Bautista, uh
Used to be in the house as a young n***a
Didn't do my homework, I was a cheater (Haha, yeah)
But look, a young n***a made it (I did)
But look, a young n***a took it (I did)
Used to sell coke and I used to sell that hard
'Cause a young n***a ain't really know how to cook it
You had work, we not gon' take it
Especially if you're out here and you're faking
I like my cake with the icing on the end, they gon' drape it (Luciano)
Bitch scream, "Wah gwan?" Yeah, she Jamaican (Wah gwan)
I fuck with the hitters, I fuck with the Haitians (Trapnanana)
Back to the block, n***a, back to the basics
Pull up in free car, yeah, that my nation (Skrrt)
Bitch in the backseat, yeah, she a Blasian
Face shot cook him, damn, he a raisin
Ooh, he talking down, he on the pavement (Hah)
Double Back, let's see who out faking (Trapnanana)
We turn up them blickies, we call him a racist (Gang, gang)
White man in my pocket, I ain't racist (Gang)
But young n***a still ain't fuckin' with Trump (On God)
I slide on a Wednesday, bitch, I don't hunt
She got a fat trunk, I'ma dunk on her buns
I mix it up and I do it real well (Haha)
A white bitch keep talkin' 'bout, "That's swell"
You play with my name, I might do an L
These n***as funny, man, Keenan and Kel
These funny n***as, man, they Kevin Hart
Don't jump in that water if you not a shark
Quickdraw, I ain't talkin' 'bout throwing darts
Bullseye, hit an artery by his heart
Redeye, n***a, I ain't talking games
Undertaker, bitch, I'm sliding with Kane
Ooh, they tried to label me a menace
Ooh, I'm rocking labels, yeah, the Fendi
That shit y'all be talkin', that shit is a gimmick
That fake designer, boy, you should be ashamed
Talkin' shit get you turned to a stain
Drinking lean, shit tryna fuck up my aim
[Verse 2]
Uh, you know, you know
You know, you know, you know
You know (Yeah, uh, hah)
You know (Bitch)
My n***a gon' shoot like BlocBoy
Free Joe Bean 'cause we still up top, boy
You know, you know how we rock, boy
Bling bling, we let out a hot boy (Bitch)
Grraow, somebody got shot, boy
Big pop, fat pop havin' a nap, boy
Versace on me like I'm Uncle Elroy
Bob the Builder, come with hammers and nails, boy
That bitch givin' head and she give that shit no more (Num, num)
Pop a Perc', she suck dick 'til the dick sore
Headfirst, n***a, you know that we hot cord
Jump off the top row into the mob ties
Kush in my veins, I ain't talkin' 'bout white
Kush in the streets, my n***as did hard time
She off of that molly, you know that it's slob time
Yeah, she eating me good, you get it?
She eating the dick like a picnic
Get in that pussy and then do the stick shift (I do it real good)
Woo, woo, I'm hot as a bitch in this bitch
Off the Perc' and I'm hittin' it (Trapnanana)