Young n*ggas lyrics

[Intro: Tray Savage]
Off the molly, in the party, n*gga, ayy ayy, bang
Savage, huh, squad sh*t, ayy
Off the molly, in the party, n*gga, ayy ayy
Off the molly, start the party, n*gga, squad, my young n*ggas

[Chorus: Tray Savage]
My young n*ggas (Young n*ggas), yeah, b*tch, they wild as hell (Huh, huh)
Off the molly, start the party, they get wild as hell
My young n*ggas (Savage, Savage), they totin' 30 sh*t (Huh huh)
In the party, off the molly, drop a n*gga sh*t
Them young n*ggas (Young n*ggas, young), yeah, b*tch, they wild as hell (Huh, huh)
Off the molly (Huh), start the party, they get wild as hell
My young n*ggas (Savage, Savage), they totin' 30 sh*t (30)
In the party, off the molly, drop a n*gga sh*t (Them young n*ggas)

[Verse 1: Tray Savage]
Rollin' off the molly (Rollin'), while in the party (Ayy)
Smokin' on this dope (Dope), I'm high like Charlie (Charlie)
Bad b*tch I don't want her (Nah), her mouth a loner (Huh)
Bad b*tch I don't want her (What?), her mouth a loner
b*tch, my young n*ggas (Savage), pullin' damn triggers (Huh)
And all my young n*ggas (Bang bang), they my only n*ggas (Savage)
I can't trust a n*gga, and that's only trigger (Trigger)
Catch a body n*gga, better not tell a n*gga (At all)
I can't trust a soul (Nah), who they say they is? (Who?)
Them my young n*ggas (n*ggas), them no f*ckin' kids (At all)
I can't trust a soul (Nah), who they say they is?
Them my young n*ggas, them no f*ckin' kids
[Chorus: Tray Savage & Fat Trel]
My young n*ggas (Young n*ggas), yeah, b*tch, they wild as hell (Huh, huh)
Off the molly, start the party, they get wild as hell
My young n*ggas (Savage, Savage), they totin' 30 sh*t (Huh huh)
In the party, off the molly, drop a n*gga sh*t
Them young n*ggas (Young n*ggas, young, let's get it), yeah, b*tch, they wild as hell (Huh, huh)
Off the molly (Huh), start the party, they get wild as hell (Savage, what up?)
My young n*ggas (Savage, Savage, GB, SB), they totin' 30 sh*t (30)
In the party, off the molly (Look), drop a n*gga sh*t (Them young n*ggas)

[Verse 2: Fat Trel]
Coolin' up with my young n*ggas (Huh, huh), we turnt up in the trap
Them savages from Chiraq, with them 30 clips and them straps (Chiraq)
Them 50 clips and them Macs (Macs), my sh*t she filled with that pack (Pack)
Double cup with that Act (Let's get it), b*tch, how you gon' act? (Skrt)
I can't lie like that f*cker from the back (From the back)
Send this sl*tty boy sh*t were it's at (At)
One trip with a bad ass b*tch and a stick, you trick, you'll get it right back (Right back)
He broke, he ain't got no straps (Straps), from the city, young n*gga car jack (Jack)
Robbin' sh*t for no reason (Reason), Glory Boy that succeeds (Let's get it), sl*tty Boy I'm keesh (I'm Keesh)
Me, Young Moe and Mitch (Let's get it), Rosé with my peach (My peach), with a ring to kiss on my pinky (Let's get it)
When I'm rollin' (Rollin'), I need to eat her (Eat her), with a pistol under my beater (Eat)
When she start to act like a Diva (Diva), I make her suck my di*k and I leave her (Let's get it)

[Chorus: Tray Savage]
My young n*ggas (Young n*ggas), yeah, b*tch, they wild as hell (Huh, huh)
Off the molly, start the party, they get wild as hell
My young n*ggas (Savage, Savage), they totin' 30 sh*t (Huh huh)
In the party, off the molly, drop a n*gga sh*t
Them young n*ggas (Young n*ggas, young), yeah, b*tch, they wild as hell (Huh, huh)
Off the molly (Huh), start the party, they get wild as hell
My young n*ggas (Savage, Savage), they totin' 30 sh*t (30)
In the party, off the molly, drop a n*gga sh*t (Them young n*ggas)