(Ay, ay Young Duwap)
[Hook 2x]
(b**h) Get the f** out the way
I'm trying running my bands
I just took a n***a's b**h
I got his b**h off the xans
And the way I spread the chopper
It will make a n***a dance
n***as play like Vice City
b**h I think I'm Lance Vance
[Verse 1]
Climb in the n***a chimney like a Santa Claus
n***a pause you don't want these paws? No, not at all
These n***as they fear me, smokin on this chillin me
I was broke last series
Nah I know these n***as hear me
Hear me like a hearing aid
n***as mad I'm getting paid
You want her it's too late, mixing with the cool(ay)
Yeah if it ain't about the money
I can't talk for long
Mixing Lean with the fanta and you can't go wrong
2-2-3 hit your a** in your f**ing melon
Run up in your mama's house, I leave
All these b**hes yelling
f** you telling? Folk
38, turn me to the fellon
Big dough, big bricks
What a young n***a selling?
Don't you worry bout me
If you not up in these streets
p**y n***a, get no p**y
Got his b**h up on her knees
n***a I've been checking bats
Man, I've been dropping jets
I don't really do the talk
Light you all just like a match
Running you won't get sh**
Thirty on some split sh**
n***as talking sh**
Told him pull up now he counterfeit
Please don't make it get lit
Take his life, it wasn't sh**
Young n***a I've been doing it
I've been making hits
Young Duwap, I feel like I'm Guap
Like I'm Guap, I've been getting guap
Little mulla, ya, lotta mulla
Flexed up n***a now I'm at the f**in top
[Hook 2x]
(b**h) Get the f** out the way
I'm trying running my bands
I just took a n***a's b**h
I got his b**h off the xans
And the way I spread the chopper
It will make a n***a dance
n***as play like Vice City
b**h I think I'm Lance Vance