W/ My Young - Thouxanbanfauni, Terrance Escobar, Rxlvnd

Aye!

Thousand, capsule, roll, Esco yeah

Aye X5 Bans !

Aye Bans !

X5

If he try my partner we gon' jump him

Hoe, I ain’t up to nothing

I’ve been chasing bread with my youngins'

I’ve been getting qaup with my youngins'

wrist, how it gliss, it’s ridiculous

It don’t take no common sense, to see how I’m kicking shit

I spit so articulate and my flow is heaven sent

Rose gold on my teeth, Gucci loafers with the mink

Yellow bone her pussy pink, beat it back to back to back

And I’m blowing funking, 12 knocking in the cadillac

Money, benji, hundreds, fetty, bans, I just want them racks

I don’t do no Xan no more I had to keep my mind on track

Now I got my mind on track, these niggas they won’t catch me slippin'

Piped the fuck up in the booth, just so I can sip the truth

These niggas ain’t fucking truth, They telling lies they fucking

These niggas ain’t fucking truth, They telling lies they fucking goofs !

(Goofs !)

If he try my partner we gon' jump him

Hoe, I ain’t up to nothing

I’ve been chasing beard with my youngins'

I’ve been getting qaup with my youngins'

I don’t got no time for no assumptions

I know she’s plotting on me, on something

These bitches try me they ain’t getting nothing

These niggas try me they ain’t taking nothing

All that flexing, you was baffling huh yah

We sip act and you sip some tussin' uh yah

And all that shit you do, you flexing huh

We don’t be flexing, I just win I don’t rub it on

If he try my partner we gon' jump him

Hoe, I ain’t up to nothing

I’ve been chasing beard with my youngins'

I’ve been getting qaup with my youngins'