(Intro)
Sosa baby
Reporting live from the GLO pad
Gang in this bi**h
You know how we rocking , cut off stockings
Kush in my pocket ni**a all designer
Get yo girl number
Get ready for the turnt up hahaha
Smack the s**t outta him
Smack the s**t outta him
(Chorus 1 – Machine Gun Kelly and Chief Keef)
Young man, young man, all my youngins in this bi**h
Young man, young man, all my youngins in this bi**h
Young man, young man, all my youngins in this bi**h
Young man, young man, all my youngins in this bi**h
(Verse 1 – Machine Gun Kelly)
Young man, young man, I don’t want to hear that no mo
Bi**h I done grew up blew up, more like OG for sure
They call me a savage, they call me a savage
I be doing damage, I be doing damage
Smoking with your bi**h, smoking, smoking, smoking
Posin for the camera, I look like a model, f**k it
Jamo out the bottle, f**k it
40 in the glove box, that sh*t fill you up with hollows, boom
(Verse 2 – Chief Keef)
Where the smokes at?
Roll it, roll it, roll it
Cash in a bag
I hold it, hold it, hold it
Ni**as hating on me
I know it, know it, know it
Got a pint of the narcotics
You know I’mma pour it, pour it, pour it
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 3 – Machine Gun Kelly)
Bi**h I pop top on your block on the west side feeling like Pac
Bandana swing out my pocket
Middle finger up muthaf**k cops
Catch me in the land with the hat back
Matte black Range Rove, pistol where the lap at?
OZ in the backpack, 26 years old, more hoes than the rat pack
(Refrain)
Young man, young man, I don’t want to hear that no mo
Bi**h I done grew up blew up, more like OG for sure
(Interlude)
This is for the muthaf**kas who ain’t living by the rules
This is for my youngins out here finna act a muthaf**kin fool
I’m forever young blue and red pills feeling like the Matrix
You know where I’m from, don’t nobody ask for nothing we just take it
(Repeat Chorus 2 & 1)
