Gunna - Young n***a lyrics

[Verse 1] Young Gunna keep pimping Pull up and I'm politicking VVS's b**h I'm dripping Got on my YSL, b**h I'm dripping b**h looking fly as hell and don't take pictures n***a get out of line, a n***a hitting My b**h is fine as hell but she don't listen That's why I f** the b**h and then dismiss her I want blue cheese only I ain't rocking no Saucony's Gunna gon' be the first one to own it That sh** is out of season I don't want it I got my britches, how 'bout Ferragamo? I got some choppers, bouta buy more ammo I'm tryna catch a n***a, I ain't a scammer I'mma need [?], I feel like the panda Promise I won't let up You a p**y n***a, n***a shut up I think these b**hes dig it like a shovel I got my cheese chip, I'm stacking cheddar God I made it out the ghetto I cannot lie a n***a living better That Rover came with two umbrellas White and black seats, I call 'em salt and pepper [?] I'm toting heavy metal Hit the gas and press the pedal n***a can't get no service, ain't no data I'll cop another car, you make me madder I could keep getting money, it don't matter You don't like what you see then change the channel Cause I'mma keep popping sh** on every camera Gunna Gunna with whatever [Hook] Come where I'm from, gotta keep a gun n***a Cause the young n***as gon' ride n***a can't run, n***a you can't hide I come from where the young n***as die Go get a bond n***a, flip a pot Break down that bond n***a, make a lot n***as ain't real, n***as never lie Your brother get k**ed n***a, and you gon' cry [Verse 2] You can't get what I got I ain't no p**y, I ain't someone to try n***a can't take the chain or take the watch n***a a [?] blow the spot See the real in my eyes n***a ain't put my pyrex to no side [?] She f** me cause she like my vibe I copped the car then I chopped the top She want me raw dog but I'm not I feel like a star when I'm walking out I shoot you like Paul Pierce, I got a shot You still playing hard, n***a need to stop My n***a never seen the drop [?], living on the south I come from where them bodies drop [Hook] Come where I'm from, gotta keep a gun n***a Cause the young n***as gon' ride n***a can't run, n***a you can't hide I come from where the young n***as die Go get a bond n***a, flip a pot Break down that bond n***a, make a lot n***as ain't real, n***as never lie Your brother get k**ed n***a, and you gon' cry