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Lyrics
[Intro: Young Chi] Ayy, ayy, yeah Ayy, ayy, yeah Let go [Verse: Young Chi] See the world ain't ready for me I live inside my thoughts That money talkin' steady that bullshit walks 3,2,1 time for that blast off Been broke for too long been time to take that cast off Like a castoff shoot the first linebacker It's all green up in my bank and I ain't [?] them packers Ya'll niggas nothing but a bunch off slackers [?] monsters I can be your master I'ma disaster, believe me, shit can get critical Money, moolah, all up in my head I'm going digital And for them pussies who don't like it here the listen to Back side [?] jacket, oh yeah, there ya go [?] makes money fastin' bustin' roll one slow One girl is in the bottle, I don't need a couple hoes See I'm fly, just catch me where the wind blow Is Young Chi baby, in case you didn't know I'm dreaded up and tatted down, I don't wanna rock the 'fro Young Chi, motherfucker from Chicago I said my name a lot because I like it, bitch I just killed the game, now hit this switch Haha, I do shit, it's yeah, yeah, I do shit, I do shit And ya'll just losing, ain't no confusion This Young Chi, my shit is the shit, haha I just do shit, I just do shit, I keepin' movin' Yeah, ay, you know what, fuck this dude, hahaha
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Credits
- Writers
- Chi Mercy
- Dot Dot Curve