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Free my out the can
Nigga, this that man
I even put no effort, crazy man

Draw down with that Glock, bitch don't no sound
Say somethin' and get shot, bitch face to the ground
I ain't got no respect, you might think I'm
I'm just 17, a whole lotta money
Fuck you, bitch I hopped up out that
Tell me hoe, if you don't like me why you worried what I do
See the car I pulled up in so you think I flew
(Tell me why you say Youngboy?)
Cause bitch I'm flyer your dude
If you think I fuck that lil hoe, then you a fool
I ain't got no education, I out of school
No security me so I'm strapped up with that tool
Try to take my jewelry off and you make the news
Cuban links around my neck, it me 22
Audemar Piguet, coulda' went and a school
Went to Neiman Marcus for my and my shoes
Five thousands dollars, what I for the whole fit
I just took a so I'm goin' on a heist
Hold a tool in yo like chino do a bike
Too much money on me for to raise my and fight
Thunder in my clip, around get hit with light

Draw down with that Glock, bitch make no sound
Say somethin' and get shot, bitch face down to the
I ain't got no respect, you might think I'm
I'm just 17, a whole lotta money
you, bitch I hopped up out that coupe
Tell me hoe, if you don't me why you worried about what I do
You ain't see the car I pulled up in so you might think I
(Tell me why you say Youngboy?)
bitch I'm flyer than your dude