Bob - Young n***a (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Que & Quavo] Young rich n***a made a milly off swipin' (hey) Seen it come and go, like a motherf**ing psychic Remix, remix, remix, remix, remix (Young n***a sh** man, young rich n***a sh** Hold up) [Bridge: Quavo] Hundred bad juugs young n***a had to snatch it Young rich n***a made a milly off of trappin' Young n***a playing with Mariah like Nick Cannon All my goons young, I know I'm a money savage [Hook: Quavo] Young n***a, young n***a, young n***a young n***a young n***a Young n***a I stay with the pistol I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and k**as Young n***a, young n***a, young n***a young n***a young n***a Young n***a I stay with the pistol I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and k**as [Verse 1: Que] Young rich n***a made a milly off swipin' (hey) Seen it come and go, like a motherf**ing psychic Brand new chopper with the beam, no license Try to steal my cash, that b**h gone bite like Mike Tyson Young n***a, young n***a, young n***a young n***a young n***a I stay with the pistols and I hang with drug dealers Gorillas, pill flippers and k**as I chill in the slum, concede with my plug I made a mill using my sk**et Get lean by the tub, I'll show you some love You cop some and get a free pigeon [Verse 2: Juicy J] Young n***a, young n***a I laugh to the bank, I'm Tigga Come try me I'll pop that pistol I promise nobody won't miss you Tell 'em cut the check with no scissors I keep Keyshia Cole in my swisher I've been counting money so damn long That all my fingers got blisters My young n***a straight illin' That chopper ain't got no feelings One phone call, they go ape sh** That banana clip start peelin' They sick, they stop on your block and let off Then dip, that's it My young n***as know how to ball And get rich With a trip, getting trippy n***a nineteen sittin' on a milly Young n***a won't pa** on a penny If it's out here n***a, let's get it All these change n***as know we stuntin' If your fam ain't eatin' then it don't mean nothin' Got goons on deck n***as think we bluffin' Like Durex condoms, b**h we bustin' [Hook: Quavo ] [Verse 3: B.o.B.] Young n***a getting head while the engine running Ten swishers, I'm burning, I'm getting blunted Yeah so say what you say and feel what you like but a n***a is paid She see what she like and I know why she came I give her that pipe, she be dizzy for days Wow, she got amnesia But I don't remember her eitha' n***as be swearing they seen me But to get where I'm at you need a Visa Uh, in a two seater Black and white Beamer Look like a zebra Man I'm so sick, I'ma need anesthesia You wanna feature, you gone need Jesus To get your G's up, uhhh 85,000 people fill the arena Give 'em a seizure Running through green like I'm a receiver With a bad b**h that look like Serena I swear to God you should've seen her Bobby Ray bands, you know what it is You know my demeanor (ayy) [Hook: Quavo]