MIDDLE CHILD lyrics

[Intro: PnB Rock]
Ah
Oh-oh
Oh, yeah

[Chorus: PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, b*tch, I was young and wild
Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, b*tch, I'm runnin' in your f*ckin' house (b*tch)
With them 30s out (Yeah), f*ck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, ridin' 'round 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Really I'm high as sh*t, I'm off a Perky now (Perky now)
Huh, n*gga run up on me, I'ma blow eem down

[Post-Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet
n*ggas hate, n*ggas b*tches, n*ggas b*tches, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, talkin' 30s now (30s now)
Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)

[Verse: PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
pus*y n*gga always talkin', why the f*ck these n*ggas talkin'?
I don't know, pull up slow, sticks out the window, look what you started
Huh, yeah, catch a opp outta bounds and we gon' burn eem down (Burn eem down)
Burn eem down, 30 rounds, hunnid rounds (Buck, buck, buck)
Hold up, n*ggas don't want no smoke
Roll up, dead n*ggas when I smoke
Bad b*tch, she put it all in her throat
She suck my di*k while I float in the Ghost
New bustdown, yeah, my wrist is on froze (Ice)
These n*ggas is hoes, I keep me a pole
I swear these new b*tches be doing the most
Slimin' like I'm drippin' snot from my nose (Slatt)
You know I came from the mud with this (Mud)
They never showed me no love with this (Yeah)
I had to jugg and finesse, used to stand on the corner
Was selling them drugs and sh*t (Drugs)
They used to be on some other sh*t (Uh)
Now they see me coming up and sh*t (Uh)
I tell them leeches to suck a di*k (Uh)
Nowadays they see me dubbin' sh*t
[Chorus: PnB Rock & XXXTENTACION]
Mama had five boys, me, I was the middle child
By the age of 13, b*tch, I was young and wild
Caught my first case, then I got kicked out my mama house
Got nowhere to stay, b*tch, I'm runnin' in your f*ckin' house (b*tch)
With them 30s out (Yeah), f*ck you talkin' 'bout? (Yeah)
Yeah, ridin' 'round 'round the city, I swear I'm lurking out (Lurking out)
Really I'm high as sh*t, I'm off a Perky now (Perky now)
Huh, n*gga run up on me, I'ma blow eem down

[Post-Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
So much cash in my jeans, Louis V, pocket wallet
n*ggas hate, n*ggas b*tches, n*ggas b*tches, pocket watchin'
Uh, not talkin' 'bout no pistol, talkin' 30s now (30s now)
Hey, hey, 30s now, 30 bands, 30 now (Hey)