Young Struts on the beat
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
You can die tryna take it from me
You can die
Niggas hate 'cause they bitches want me
They want me
That bitch don't love me, she love the money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Hundreds and fifties and twenties, a young nigga really get guapo
Get yola from Yola, fuck with him, cutt off, get cheese like a nacho
Niggas be talking that bitch shit until they catch shells like a taco
Put a tag on your head and my shooter said, "Lavish, believe me, I got you"
This for them niggas that think they untouchable, feeling like Ramo
A hundred shot drum in my clip, man, it seem like unlimited ammo
Got shooters on shooters and all of my niggas send shots like a saddle
So diss me, I'm waxing your motherfucking head, get lit like a candle
Link up with Pablo and tell him that we need that work, no more andale
Trap like it's legal but niggas know my block is hot as a summer day
Sta- sta- started out small, now a nigga do it big like a upper case
Feel like Young Thug, getting rich off me cry, get the fuck out my fucking face
If it ain't about moolah, young nigga really a shooter
Little bitch ain't give me no play 'til she seen that my shirt had Medusa
Bitch said, "Who ya?" Bitch, I'm the shit like manure
Now- now- now that bitch all on my dick so I made that bitch give me medulla, oh
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
You can die tryna take it from me
You can die
Niggas hate 'cause they bitches want me
They want me
That bitch don't love me, she love the money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
Spent 12 in Gs, spent five in Givenchy
I'm getting it
Why these haters, they all up on me?
I'm getting it
I tell these haters get all up off me
Yeah
Don't tell the bitch
I win like I'm Sosa, that feeling now
Tell that girl I was just saying
Yeah
Back off of him
Yeah
Yeah, I'm getting paper, nigga
You ain't really got it
You don't
I rock Margiels, you rock Foamposites
Let's go
Stop it
Yeah, I'm getting that paper
Paper
Yeah, I might bust at a hater
Oh, yeah
Swear to God, I'll see you later
Yeah
Got flavor like a Now and Later
They talk about me, but they can- can- can't say what I got
Yeah, yeah
I got shit you can't pronounce, you bitch niggas need to stop
Like, you say Hermès when it's really just Hermes
You ain't really just got it, you need to stop it
I got like 1200 right up in my pocket, yeah
My pocket
Pocket
Why you keep on talking loud?
Talking loud
I was in Hawaii, now that bitch right in the trap, yeah
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
You can die tryna take it from me
You can die
Niggas hate 'cause they bitches want me
They want me
That bitch don't love me, she love the money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Time to turn up on these corny ass rappers, that's word to Minati
Minati
Trying to cop me a Masi, a Lambo, Ferrari, a fucking Bugatti
Bugatti
Bitch, I'm a posse
Posse
This 40 will kick like karate
Bah, bah
Smith & a shotty
Bah
It leave your ass stiff in the alley
Ah
I be pimping with ocky
Ocky
Bitch suck my dick, make it sloppy
Make it sloppy
Money don't shock me
No
Young nigga wrist look like hockey
Yeah
Bitch, I'm the hottest
Hey
Killing this diss like a jockey
Yeah, yeah
Somebody sign me, I swear nobody can stop me
No
I'm back, but I'm trying to get rich
Styling Louis, designing my shit
Young bitches telling me I'm cocky as shit
Ho, be yourself, so it's on with this dick
Paying my paper that's all I'ma spit
Codeine and Sprite, man, my squad in the mix
Need me a line, nigga, Johnny and Britt
Bring out the AK and put holes in his strips
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ho, young nigga balling, lot of money in my banking, yo
Yeah
Tell me if you want it 'cause you know I got that thingy, yo
Bitch, call my phone like, "Lav, can you take it?"
No
Bitch, is you gonna suck my dick and love my niggas?
Yeah
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
You can die tryna take it from me
You can die
Niggas hate 'cause they bitches want me
They want me
That bitch don't love me, she love the money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Money
I'm just a young nigga getting money
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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