Credits
Lyrics
[Intro]
Turn that bitch up, Glory
[Instrumental]
I remember way back when I was younger, younger
My **** was trapping through the summer, summer
Remove the doors up off the whip, now it's a Hummer, Hummer
Drip spent all on kicks just for my comfort, ayy
My lil' bitch suck dick, ain't gotta rehearse, ayy
I'm so good, I died and then I rebirth
I just spent another check up on my t-shirts
Finna cash out on that Patek, bitch, I don't need her
I remember way back when I was younger, younger
My **** was trapping through the summer, summer
Remove the doors up off the whip, now it's a Hummer, Hummer
Drip spent all on kicks just for my comfort, ayy
My lil' bitch suck dick, ain't gotta rehearse, ayy
I'm so good, I died and then I rebirth
I just spent another check up on my t-shirts
Finna cash out on that Patek, bitch, I don't need her
[Verse 1]
Ayy, we slidin' with them thirties, going berzerk
Plottin' on them roaches, doing research
Tryna put they homies on a t-shirt
Tryna put they homies in a desert
Riding 'round the block, one of 'em posted with the Glock
Helicopters, they on top when I'm looking for the cops
Fuck a great rap, we be looking for the opps
If we catch a **** slippin', we gon' give his ass shots
I be riding for my **** 'til I can't no more
Young **** out here, had to get it from the floor
Headed from the bottom to the top, that's for sure
Only gotta put on for me and my bros
I don't trust no **** when I look you in the eyes
**** said they real, I can tell they telling lies
Young **** out here and you know I'm finna slide
Fuck the other side, ****, fuck the other side
[Chorus]
I remember way back when I was younger, younger
My **** was trapping through the summer, summer
Remove the doors up off the whip, now it's a Hummer, Hummer
Drip spent all on kicks just for my comfort, ayy
My lil' bitch suck dick, ain't gotta rehearse, ayy
I'm so good, I died and then I rebirth
I just spent another check up on my t-shirts
Finna cash out on that Patek, bitch, I don't need her
[Verse 2]
This for Durk, this for Pablo, this for Danny, this for Dallas
****, we gon' slide with them semiautomatics
Catch an opp lacking, guarantee we let him have it
Yeah, it's going down, ain't talking 'bout the Titanic
Young ****, I'm just tryna go and get my bread up
Streets didn't feed me so it left a **** fed up
Was locked up, the homies told me, "Boy, keep your head up"
I don't trust nobody so I'm strapped with the Berettas
**** runnin' like roaches when I pull up with them bro-bros
**** dissing on the 'net but they don't want no smoke
**** told me that it's time to ride, I'm like, "Let's go, bro"
****, we gon' hit 'em with the 40 or the four-four
I'ma ride for my ****, that's no question
**** always snitching, like Usher, giving confessions
**** sending threats online but I ain't threatened
****, I'ma catch him, hit him with the Smith & Wesson
[Chorus]
I remember way back when I was younger, younger
My **** was trapping through the summer, summer
Remove the doors up off the whip, now it's a Hummer, Hummer
Drip spent all on kicks just for my comfort, ayy
My lil' bitch suck dick, ain't gotta rehearse, ayy
I'm so good, I died and then I rebirth
I just spent another check up on my t-shirts
Finna cash out on that Patek, bitch, I don't need her
Written by: $tupid Young, MyCrazyRO