Young Nigga World
Young Nigga Wave
Yeah
Racks all in my pocket and I'm tryna' cope huh, huh
Hundred round extension with a telescope huh, huh
Melly dripping flavor and it's hella dope
Fuckin' on yo' bitch and she a thot hoe
I want racks sayin' right now
I want racks right fucking now
If you don't have any then fuck you
We gon' scam yo' ass out your bank account
If you ever, ever try to fuck with me
I'ma call up my brodies
Load up them semi's
Fuck that bitch, we ain't friendly
Hit ya head and lick for 35 bands (35!)
And I got them racks all inside my pants (all my pants)
Bitch, these are Jordans I ain't rockin' vans (rockin' vans)
2018 I was rockin' vans
I won't fuck that bitch, 'cause I ain't friendly huh
Young nigga running up them benjis huh
Hoppin' out the coupe and evidently
Evidently everybody envy huh
Racks all in my pocket and I'm tryna' cope
Hundred round extension with a telescope huh huh
Melly dripping flavor and its hella dope
Fuckin' on yo bitch and she a thot hoe
I want racks sayin' right now (right now)
I want racks right fucking now
If you don't have any then fuck you
We gon' scam yo' ass out your bank account
If you ever, ever try to fuck with me
I'ma call up my brodies
Load up them semi's
Fuck that bitch, we ain't friendly
Loadin' up the semi and the carbon (carbon)
Bitch, you wanna fuck but we the hardest (hardest)
And Lil Melly from the G, yeah, the gardens (gardens)
And she know a nigga finna go his hardest
Hollow tips in this chopper, bitch, catch these shells
YNW and bitch you know that shit forever
Put the dope on the mothafuckin' damn scale
Weight it up and if he play then shoot his ass (ha ha)
Racks all in my pocket and I'm tryna' cope huh
Hundred round extension with a telescope huh huh
Melly dripping flavor and its hella dope
Fuckin' on yo bitch and she a thot hoe
I want racks sayin' right now
I want racks right fucking now
If you don't have any then fuck you (fuck you)
We gon' scam yo' ass out your bank account
If you ever, ever try to fuck with me
I'ma call up my brodies
Load up them semi's
Fuck that bitch, we ain't friendly
Ay, brodie, load up the 23 (yeah)
Don't you speak on me, 'cause we gon' get on feet
We hoppin' out the V, I see my mans, these diamonds clean (diamonds clean)
Brodie want the chain, I told him "No", that could trace back to you
Dis the gang, playin', park the car, we gon' hop out and shoot
Brodie do too much, he say he tryna stand over dude
He tryna overkill, every drill is never fair
The type of shit we do we gettin' life, we never gettin' bail
It's a Young Nigga World, screamin' "Free Lil Mel"
If the judge gave me a hunnid years, I would never tell
Yeah, I would never fold
If you bite that cheese you get exposed (get exposed)
Racks all in my pocket and I'm tryna' cope
Hundred round extension with a telescope
Melly dripping flavor and it's hella dope
Fuckin' on yo' bitch and she a thot hoe
I want racks sayin' right now (right now)
I want racks right fucking now
If you don't have any then fuck you
We gon' scam yo' ass out your bank account
If you ever, ever try to fuck with me
I'ma call up my brodies
Load up them semi's
Fuck that bitch, we ain't friendly
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