Young ~

Call em in it's time to pay for all the talking
My mind behind the gun you in front i spray for fun the place you walk in
I'm popping a set of O to keep myself from causing disaster
These n***as wit no motive for the hating y'all have to
Try a little harder but don't bother me for making
All these fucking hits that gets your bitch up all up in my basement
Facing shots around the table too
My n***as who were made to do this shit and can relate to you
Man come on and make it two I'm fucked up
This text from your ex girl say she want to fuck us I know this
So realistically she gets wit me yo you hopeless
Consider it a fact bitch go ahead and quote this

Hook:
Young and we gifted
Gifted and lifted

So whatchu gon do bitch whatchu gon do?
I'm wit them bad boys who pack toys when they come for you
Play what you play son
Say that shit don't say none around me
Make yourself look like a fool alone in place
Around 3-5 bitches where you found me
Tryna get my round 3
Back up at the crib so do the count pimping shit G
You try too much
My swag be switched on I'm high as fuck infinitely
The enemy to all them haters testing me
Speak for the squad look at the car and please remember me
That Flux n***a stuntin' on you endlessly

Uh god damn I said I'd come in knocking all these bitches
And roll me a swisher muhfuckin'