Yung Brew (feat. Usama Ixk & Yayo) [Sped Up]

Yea

Oh yea

Huh oh yea

Mmmmm

Ummmm yea

We the young

We the young

We the young brew, huh yea we is

We the young brew huh

We the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

Huh we the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

Huh we the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

Huh we the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

Yea we the yung brew, yea we the yung (we the young)

Yea we the yung brew, yea we the yung (we the young)

Yea we the yung brew, yea we the yung

Yea we the yung brew, yea we the yung

Yea we the yung brew, yea we the yung

Hop out them cookies crumbled, I'm tryna eat me some

She thought this B for bumble, naw this for bubblegum

Hop out and make em tumble, I'm tryna flip me one

I, I hit her with the condom, yeah, this a one and done

Can't fall in love with these hoes, can't let em, can't be slippin

And bitch I'm strapped up like a soldier, keep some ammunition (keep some ammunition)

All inside the street, can't blame us, that's just how we livin

Hard times make me a man, I can't never forget it

That courtroom made me feel ashamed for my choice of decisions

I promise we gon' find a way, I just pray that

We the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

Huh we the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

Huh we the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

Huh we the yung brew, huh we the yung (we the young)

I can't wear no chains, cause I might feel like I'm a slave

Remember days I was gettin' saved, but now I'm findin' better day

And I been tryna be sane, but I still come and slide today

Know I ain't never have no fame, know I was just tryna get paid

We the ones that pop out first, cause you might get put on a shirt

He playin' with me, he playin' with God, oh yeah, he know that hot shit hurt

I can't keep fuckin' front of front, I told her get up and reverse

Boy, you slow, fuck, you think she loyal, for Yayo she gone slurp

Oh yeah, that ain't no how I get, **** never spent

**** askin' where I am, I'm far from where I went

Bitch, I'm mister top shelf, I can't fuck with no trick

And I be damned I get caught cryin' about a bitch

Cryin' about a bitch (heeehhh)

This beat that fucked me up

Ain't that about a bitch

Young **** tryna run it up

I got bands, I don't got a enough

I got hands, don't act tough

Better get your head man, I'll call ya bluff

Playing hit the can living in the bluff

Ion understand how a **** up

No that wasn't the plan, how a **** up

I don't wanna fan, I wanna cup

Don't hold my hand, I just wanna fuck

Know some **** ran them a couple bucks

I'm just sayin' I don't give a fuck

Huh, we the hung brew