Young Grizzley World - Tee Grizzley, A Boogie Wit da Hoodie, YNW Melly

Nowadays, niggas change on the gang

Switch lanes, then come in and try to hang with us

Nigga ain’t really with that shit

On that snake shit, fake ass nigga, that ain’t what’s up

(Young Grizzley World, baby)

Pussy nigga, that ain’t what’s up, oh

(Young Nigga World, baby)

Nowadays, niggas change for the fame

Niggas switch on the gang, then come and try to hang with us

He was just rich two years ago

Now the nigga in the middle of the road on angel dust

We ain’t had shit, we was on our dick

And them hoes ain’t even really wanna hang with us

Niggas switch on some snake shit, fake shit

Hell nah, pussy ass nigga, that ain’t what’s up

Nigga fuckin' with the crew, say he really with the shit

Hell nah, we a clique full of murderers

Don’t trust my nigga, my niggas really creep

They slime, and they will murder ya

Nigga sayin' that he body bagging, toe-tagging shit, fuck nigga

But we ain’t ever heard of ya

You can keep all the stories to yourself, fuck nigga

You ain’t on that shit, we never heard of ya

Pussy jit, we ain’t heard of ya

Fuck nigga, we ain’t heard of ya

Fuck nigga, we ain’t heard of ya

Clique full of murderers

Fuck nigga, we ain’t heard of ya

I got a new bitch for the summer

They wait for the bus and they throw me right under

My watch and baguettes, I don’t know what’s exactly the price

But it cost me way over a hundred

Bro had the drink, I had thought it was soda

I sipped it and felt like I was in a coma

I’m covered in water, I need me a floater

She suckin' my dick and I don’t even know her

All my guys ride

You fight, I fight

I’m fly, you’re fly

My guys, my guys

My guys, fight if I fight

Kill, stab, die, die

I tried too many times

I cried too many times

Nigga watch who you play with (Stop playin')

Before I catch a premeditated (Bah)

Got a lot of niggas dead and I still see they faces (Woo)

I’m a rap star, I could’ve been a mental patient

Hit you with the bag, you still ain’t paid me (What?)

You must want a nigga come and do you like a stranger

I ain’t even trippin', money older than a pager

Niggas see you shine and forget you really dangerous

They won’t let you help 'em (They won’t let you help 'em)

They gon' make you nail 'em (Fuck it, go’n kill him)

My nigga got life, he call every day

I don’t know what to tell him (I can’t help my nigga)

We gon' get more time than murder, they catch us with this shit we sellin' (We

gotta be level)

Y’all went from high school to college

We went from babies to felons, nigga (That's on my mama)

I done really survived everything these streets offered (Did all that shit)

I been through the mud, almost gave up

I done really survived everything these streets offered (Did all that shit)

I been caged up (Yeah), I done dodged them slugs (Yeah, ayy)

I got a nine hour, I got a nine hour

I got a nine hour flight

I got a nine hour, I got a nine hour

I got a nine hour flight

Load up the K, load up the carbon

This shit is off the dome

D caught a body, Trell caught a body

My niggas ain’t comin' home

I know that Lil Trell comin' home

But they give Lil D fifty years

His mama keep cryin' them tears (Start cryin' on me)

His mama keep cryin' them tears (Start cryin', ah)

It’s a Draco in the back of the car

And the police here behind you

Better do what you do, better run, or skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Boy, you better run

Lil' Melly comin' for ya

And he strapped up with the gun

An anaconda in your circle, and you don’t even know

They tryna snake ya, take your money, but they claim they your bro

And where was she when a young nigga was so damn broke?

And where was she when a nigga ain’t have no hope?

Huh

Dirty mattress (Yeah, slatt, slatt)

Man, these pussy niggas actin' (Man, these pussy niggas actin')

Ho, hell nah, ain’t no lackin'

Big B’s, double-oh-twenty, baby, what’s brackin'?

Fuck boy get actin'

Pick him up like some motherfuckin' laundry

Nigga play, hell nah, Armanis

These hoes gon' fuck up our lease

Balenciagas, Saint Laurents

This bitch wanna fuck, she rollin' my blunts

I don’t even smoke, you like to toke

We totin' the tommy gun, got free smoke for anyone

Nowadays, niggas change for the fame

Niggas switch on the gang, then come and try to hang with us

He was just rich two years ago

Now the nigga in the middle of the road on angel dust

We ain’t had shit, we was on our dick

And them hoes ain’t even really wanna hang with us

Niggas switch on some snake shit, fake shit

Hell nah, pussy ass nigga, that ain’t what’s up

Nigga fuckin' with the crew, say he really with the shit

Hell nah, we a clique full of murderers

Don’t trust my nigga, my niggas really creep

They slime, and they will murder ya

Nigga sayin' that he body bagging, toe-tagging shit, fuck nigga

But we ain’t ever heard of ya

You can keep all the stories to yourself, fuck nigga

You ain’t on that shit, we never heard of ya (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

Pussy jit, we ain’t heard of ya

Fuck nigga, we ain’t heard of ya

Fuck nigga, we ain’t heard of ya

Clique full of murderers

Fuck nigga, we ain’t heard of ya