Young n*gga (Remix) lyrics

by

QUE.


[Intro: Que & Quavo]
Young rich n*gga made a milly off swipin' (hey)
Seen it come and go, like a motherf*cking psychic
Remix, remix, remix, remix, remix
(Young n*gga sh*t man, young rich n*gga sh*t
Hold up)

[Bridge: Quavo]
Hundred bad juugs young n*gga had to snatch it
Young rich n*gga made a milly off of trappin'
Young n*gga playing with Mariah like Nick Cannon
All my goons young, I know I'm a money savage

[Chorus: Quavo]
Young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga young n*gga young n*gga
Young n*gga I stay with the pistol
I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and killas
Young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga young n*gga young n*gga
Young n*gga I stay with the pistol
I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and killas

[Verse 1: Que]
Young rich n*gga made a milly off swipin' (hey)
Seen it come and go, like a motherf*cking psychic
Brand new chopper with the beam, no license
Try to steal my cash, that b*tch gone bite like Mike Tyson
Young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga young n*gga young n*gga
I stay with the pistols and I hang with drug dealers
Gorillas, pill flippers and killas
I chill in the slum, concede with my plug
I made a mill using my skillet
Get lean by the tub, I'll show you some love
You cop some and get a free pigeon
[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Young n*gga, young n*gga
I laugh to the bank, I'm Tigga
Come try me I'll pop that pistol
I promise nobody won't miss you
Tell 'em cut the check with no scissors
I keep Keyshia Cole in my swisher
I've been counting money so damn long
That all my fingers got blisters
My young n*gga straight illin'
That chopper ain't got no feelings
One phone call, they go ape sh*t
That banana clip start peelin'
They sick, they stop on your block and let off
Then dip, that's it
My young n*ggas know how to ball
And get rich
With a trip, getting trippy
n*gga nineteen sittin' on a milly
Young n*gga won't pass on a penny
If it's out here n*gga, let's get it
All these change n*ggas know we stuntin'
If your fam ain't eatin' then it don't mean nothin'
Got goons on deck n*ggas think we bluffin'
Like Durex condoms, b*tch we bustin'
[Chorus: Quavo]
Young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga young n*gga young n*gga
Young n*gga I stay with the pistol
I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and killas
Young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga young n*gga young n*gga
Young n*gga I stay with the pistol
I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and killas

[Verse 3: B.o.B.]
Young n*gga getting head while the engine running
Ten swishers, I'm burning, I'm getting blunted
Yeah so say what you say and feel what you like but a n*gga is paid
She see what she like and I know why she came
I give her that pipe, she be dizzy for days
Wow, she got amnesia
But I don't remember her eitha'
n*ggas be swearing they seen me
But to get where I'm at you need a Visa
Uh, in a two seater
Black and white Beamer
Look like a zebra
Man I'm so sick, I'ma need anesthesia
You wanna feature, you gone need Jesus
To get your G's up, uhhh
85,000 people fill the arena
Give 'em a seizure
Running through green like I'm a receiver
With a bad b*tch that look like Serena
I swear to God you should've seen her
Bobby Ray bands, you know what it is
You know my demeanor (ayy)
[Chorus: Quavo]
Young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga young n*gga young n*gga
Young n*gga I stay with the pistol
I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and killas
Young n*gga, young n*gga, young n*gga young n*gga young n*gga
Young n*gga I stay with the pistol
I hang with drug dealers, gorillas, and killas
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