Twistin' fingers in the club, I'm a young n***a
I got them young n***as that will hide your body parts
Pants saggin', flag hangin' I'm a young n***a
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My pants saggin' low like a young n***a
I'm twistin' up the dro like a young n***a
I am in the club thirty deep like a young n***a
I'm still in the streets like a young n***a
Like a young n***a, this one for them young n***as
Where you from, this one for them young n***as
This one is for the young n******gs
Where ya from n***a this ones for the young n***as
Ye most my n***as rob they ain't gotta job
I got a couple young n***a that'll take the charge
So I don't bring a bodyguard I bring my entourage
Stop the track pause.. R.I.P. to Camouflage
I am about to pull my yellow rarri' out the car garage
I got some young n***as that'll hide your body parts
Twistin' fingers in the club I'm a young n***a
Got them old n***as sayin' I love that young n***a
Your whole click buyin' shots y'all some broke n***as
Pants saggin', flag hangin' I'm a young n***a (Bricksquad monopoly)
In the car strapped up with them guns n***a
We shootin at the police just for fun n***a
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Ray Charles vision screamin' where's the competition
Lot of rappers on the corner man they swag missing
I'm on that young n***a sh**, shiesty a** n***as at my shows run from bricks
Gucci said im going hard Flocka on this sh**
Old school swag got these hoes on my dick (??)
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Pulled up on some onset yellow on black
I'm on my Wiz Khalifa sh**, I dont do no papers
Fresh up on them papers, haters catch the vapours
Shoes alligator I'm talkin' about Jordans
She ain't got enough swag shawtay can't afford 'em
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