GURBS & YOUNGS

[Intro]

Ayy Problem, I know y'all gon' gurb the city up with this one, alright?

Ah damn, records are sainty

Go 'head and gurb out

June, Worthy, alright

[Verse 1: Jay Worthy | JasonMartin]

Lil' homie, what your life like?

Mine's pretty good, I go to bed in the daytime

Wake up when I wanna get some yeah on my bedside

Wake up when I wanna fuck my yep by the poolside (It's the P)

Man, I keep it so Westside

PCH business, man, I keep it so bayside

Bitch look like Kelly P, I keep it so Bayside

Westside of the 405 where I do reside (What?)

Pull up on somе D's at the yacht club

12's in the back so loud like wе shot somethin'

White folks know me as the P, tell 'em stop frontin'

Call just to check up on my dawgs, I ain't want nothin'

Came back lookin' for my gurb — you look lost, youngin'

Take you out the streets and to the hills if you want mamas

I was in the hood with the homies and the opps fonkin'

Lost some good men, let me pour another shot for 'em

Thinkin' it's all Chevys in the West but we ride foreigns

Polo Sport all up on my neck, bitch, that's Ralph Lauren

Why you let him read through all them texts? Those are not for him

Simpin', that ain't even in my blood, no for heart for it (On God)

Why you lookin' for a pair of keys? Push start on it

Pedal to the floor, all I do, exhaust on 'em (I like that)

I ain't mean to shit, just floss on 'em

Red paint lookin' like I put lip gloss on it

[Chorus: All | JasonMartin]

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs (Alright)

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs (What?)

[Verse 2: Larry June]

This a whole 'nother tax bracket

You shoulda chosen 2015, bitch, you made the wrong decision

Don't compare me to no nigga

I really had them ten toes back to back in them 650s

Casinos in Atlantic City

Nothin' too crazy, just a couple snow bunnies with me

I'm at the Marriott countin' up 20K a nigga made last week

I'm in Osaka eatin' hamachi

Wakin' up bright and early, doin' Pilates

You niggas too focused on this rap shit

I'm stretchin', bank account still doin' backflips

I'm still Top 5 in this rap shit

My bitch so bad, man, it feel like I got six

She tried to move but he not this (Come on)

That's a Rivian, this the newest Bentley

[Chorus: All | JasonMartin]

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs (Alright)

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs

This is for the gurbs and this is for the youngs

This is for the youngs, now back to the gurbs (What?)

[Verse 3: DJ Quik | Jay Worthy]

The question is how you stay people wantin' it?

Give 'em that, make it, that's the best that they gon' get

Nothin' above floatin', not with air still attached to it

This music jet fumes and it blooms 'cause I mastered it (It's the P)

The silk touch spoil every chick I touch, boy

I'ma get you rushed, yo, keep that mouth on hush, ho

Your narcotics 'bout to get your eyes dotted

So get ready for the gurney when you spot it

Nigga, I'm gothic