Yung Nigga Shit

Lyrics

[Intro] 2wo2imes couldn't give a damn [Verse 1] Young nigga strikin came up off a 26 Young nigga hit the lick and take his shit Skrrt off with a beamer, nigga, this shit sick I could teach you the EBG pistol whip Young nigga mask the fuck up and get rich If we caught yo' ass lackin', cross you off that list, huh Young nigga got a Glock, might put a dick on it Young nigga got the stock, then put the kick on it Young nigga thugger thugger just like Rich Homie Young nigga havin' stain more than yo' big homie Young nigga fit to come and put that blitz on you Young nigga double down without the stick on me BabyLife, doubled up, I keep a blick on me Huh, huh, lil' Glokk40, I'm lonely Mask the fuck up, hit that lick by my lonely Choppa like put the red dot, pepperoni Double dick in the backseat 'cause she horny Young nigga thuggin', I snuck out the housе in the morning, huh 'Cause, bitch, I got shit to do You put the pussy on mе, can't be mad at you Had to let you go, I'm glad that you doin' you, huh Talk on the 'Net like he muhfuckin' bulletproof, huh They know that Glokk40 the truth Take that mask off, so I smile when I shoot Pull the racks out, now she callin' me cute She wanna fuck the gang, but baby, I'm loose screws Tellin you hanging with some real goons If I hit the pussy, baby, this new to you Hangin' with a thug, nigga, you knew You knew not to come over here playin' gangster You knew not to fuck with 'us, we got them bangers Young nigga posted with real gangbangers Young nigga chop yo' shit off, you can't tame us We ain't had shit, how the fuck you gon' blame us? Huh, yeah, R.I.P. TK, I miss my brother Man, there was some snakes right inside the covers Long live Klama, that shit hit like a muhfucker He was like a big brother or somethin' Miss you so much, I still talk to yo' mother Lil' Kai had to crack a nigga like he thunder Did I hit the pussy nigga? Man, I wonder, hm P.O.G., double glizzy, this that Glokk life Can't come to the tiger hut without yo' stripes Young nigga, young nigga I got that yop' stick, do not run, nigga I got that fifty on me, do not run, nigga Shootouts what the Draco fun, nigga The bitch done beat her' ass, she done, nigga, huh, yeah, huh Free Hkunxhko the muhfuckin' ghetto way Free all my niggas in the slammer, Chain Gang gone, nigga [Verse 2] You come to the city, you might get took off That fuck nigga snitchin', we gon' knock him off When you livin' this life, you know what it cost I only fuck bad bitches, be with boss Just know if we pull up, you lost The young niggas takin' chances Know that we let the stick go dancin' He got in a shootout, nigga, gun-jammin' Young nigga thuggin' with some real phantoms These muhfuckin' bullets hit you through the flannel Put you on the news, yo' momma change the channel