Y&T 2

[Intro] I got that white shit on too, bitch (Y'all know what the fuck that is) By now, y'all know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout (Yeah) Yeah, young turnt nigga, bitch, the movement [Verse 1] All these bitches do is gossip (That's all) Fuck findin' love, where them blocks at? Ho tellin' me I'm toxic (Yeah) Shit, fuck the ho, want projects (Nah) Yeah, bustdown by Nicki, on my way to Avianne (Ayy) Take a ho to Tiffany's, she ain't ever been off Conners I got niggas locked in Adrian, still talk shit like Broner She a bad bitch and I want her, either I'm probably fuckin' or I'm gonna Yeah, this coat by Saint Laurent, can't say I ain't the one Make my bitch suck dick for hours, ayy, she swear I hate to cum Might call my bro, like, "Make it jump" Bitch had my paper, I hate to front Got places for dinner, got places for lunch She love a nigga but hate to stunt I'm young and turnt, can't make this up My bitches all bad, talkin' eights and up Tell 'em, "Knock her off," won't say for what Two hunnid, the jewerly, no safe for us I'm safe enough, put me in the game, I'm lacin' up Nah, I lace enough, dawg, I'm raisin' mutts, paws My niggas all heatin' shit (Yeah) It's not the same, it's different (I'm with it) Cost forty-five plain, not to mention 'Nother twenty-five bucks on the right wrist Told a ho, I wanna fuck, I don't like kissin' Big face, presidents, I don't like niggas (Ayy) [Chorus] Said the bitch freaky, I know it (Freaky) Look at my wrist, I'm glowin' (Wow) Big Faygos, I'm pourin' (Ayy) Don't even gotta ask, I'm knowin' (I'm knowin') She goin', she goin', she goin', she gone I'm young and turnt on my own Can't wait 'til my brother get home I'm young and turnt in this bitch All my niggas lit [Verse 2] Ayy, what you would do for a tip? (Suck dick) Ho, it don't even matter, I'm rich (Fuck off) Probably fuck my brother, my cousin Got niggas still textin' they love you (Woo) For the night, baby, fuck yo' nigga (Okay) Porsche white, blue, fuck it, I'm sippin' (Uh-huh) For the ATM, I'm crippin' Bought a 19, don't really make a difference (Nah) And keep it real, I don't really like mentions Most niggas snitchin', tip 'em (Rats) Fuck nigga, just keep yo' distance Lamb' truck, hell nah, I don't eat out Double C's on my bitch when her feet out Big B's all over the treehouse [Chorus] Said the bitch freaky, I know it Look at my wrist, I'm glowin' Big Faygos, I'm pourin' Don't even gotta tell me, I'm knowin' She goin', she goin', she goin', she gone I'm young and turnt on my own Can't wait 'til my brother get home I'm young and turnt in this bitch All my niggas lit (Ayy)