Drop 81

[Intro]
Ayy, young nigga shit, man
We on that (4-4-420 Tie—)
Shout out 420, man
1900
Look

[Verse 1]
Hit the gas, Hollywood sunset (Gone)
That nigga braggin' 'bout them hoes, that's a dumb flex (That's a dumb flex)
Nineteen, I had an AP and a Rolex (Yeah)
Thousand-dollar pop, I can't do the Moët (Nah)
Yeah, I can feel it in my heart 'cause I just know it (I just know it)
You run your mouth on the 'net, we just gon' blow it (Bah)
I'm losin' homies, it be hard to keep my focus (Uh-huh)
Ayy, big threes in the air, we still Loccin' (Like that, though)
Pussy nigga get no money, y'all just talkin' (Talkin')
And, ho, be quiet when you come around some bosses
I'm watchin' how you niggas move, I be cautious (That's for sure, though)
And it's L.A., you better kill it with that flossin' (Kill it)
I pull up, drop the top, coupe icy (Yeah)
It's Amiri and Dior, this ain't no Nike (Ain't no Nike)
Gеt his lil' ass killed for tryna hype me (Tryna hypе me)
We politic, I got some niggas wanna fight him

[Chorus]
I'm the young nigga come and pack shows out (Yeah)
Disrespect me on the track, I'm knockin' hoes out (Huh)
Droppin' music, I don't care about no rollout (Nah)
You niggas pussy, so you better close your mouth (Close your mouth)
Niggas speakin' on my name like they know me
Until I drop eighty-one like I'm Kobe (Like I'm Kobe)
I bought a Cartier, I been had a Rollie (Been had a Rollie)
You wanna kill me, she textin' me wanna blow me

[Verse 2]
You niggas broke 'cause you worried 'bout the bitch ('Bout that bitch)
And fifty thousand from the first to the sixth (Come on)
I got blues, I got Percs, I'm at the Ritz (Pull up)
I'm in the mall droppin' bands on some kicks
That ain't your car you drivin', I'm not convinced (Nah)
You a rapper, I see you, you gettin' stripped
I fucked her once, I really came for the lips (For the lips)
I had her squirtin', I'm grippin' her by the hips (Bitch, come here)
Top of the top, I'm in Compton with DA (Yeah)
We like kids with big wheels on the freeway
I cracked the seal and poured it up, that's for Ptray (That's for Ptray)
We pluckin' anything in Venice, that's for G Face
Stevo gone, I'm prayin' he watching over me (Come on)
I been drivin' foreign cars since I was seventeen
How you broke with no money? What you tellin' me? (What you tellin' me?)
I was twelve when I caught my first felony (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I'm the young nigga come and pack shows out (Huh)
Disrespect me on the track, I'm knockin' hoes out (Knock that bitch out)
Droppin' music, I don't care about no rollout (Care about no rollout)
You niggas pussy, so you better close your mouth (Close your fuckin' mouth)
Niggas speakin' on my name like they know me
Until I drop eighty-one like I'm Kobe
I bought a Cartier, I been had a Rollie (Been had it)
You wanna kill me, she textin' me wanna blow me (Yeah)

[Outro]
Look, man, I know how this shit go, man
I done seen this shit, man
Niggas can't fuck with me
Come on