YUNC 4167

[Intro]
(And the real knew this was already here, haha)

[Chorus: DANNI SNOW]
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah

[Verse 1: DANNI SNOW]
Thirty-eight grays, forty-eight more
In forty-eight days, I'll have eighty-eight more
"Thirty-eight old," but I look forty-four
Emeralds on the chain, forty-one stones
Young unc', old unc', Blizzi Boi
Better stand up now, better make some noise
Number one-one-one, peep 'em charts
Finna-finna-finna-finna take the lead, bruh
Sinner, yeah, I don't need a preacher
I'll drag "SCRIPTURE" 'til forty-one
Unc' plus unc', we blowin’ up
I'm old and young, we risin' up
Finna to kill it before I decease
The scripture, I'm in it, I made it to heat up
I'm faster than Eminem, what do you mean?
What is the word that I want you to scream?

[Bridge: DANNI SNOW]
Scripture, scripture
Scripture, scripture

[Chorus: DANNI SNOW]
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah

[Verse 2: Blizzi Boi]
Bitch, I’m forty-one when it comes to these racks (Uh)
Bitch, I’m young when it’s time to attack (Yeah, yeah)
Old hundreds sit inside of my pants, new hundreds when I do these events (Okay, ah-hah)
Forty-one racks when I walk up in Fifth (Yeah)
Forty-one times she done hopped on this dick (Okay)
Bust down the chain with like forty-one bricks (Uh)
“Is he young? Is he old?” It don’t matter, he rich (Yeah, yeah)
I got old fans, I got new fans, I got old hunnids, got new bands (Uh)
Old nigga in some Off-White, still rockin’ 2017 shit (Uh, uh)
Livin’ life like a movie, baby, still on even if the scene switch (Yeah)
Did all this shit in 2010, but the whole gang soundin’ like me, bitch (Uh)
Thumbin' through the racks for like forty-one days (Uh)
Shawty stick around for like six, seven days (Okay)
Shawty fuck with me 'cause forty-one paid
Made 'bout six, seven racks on the plane (Forty-one)
'Bout to do a show on like forty-one stage
And my whole team eatin', need six, seven plates (Forty-one)
Everybody rockin' with the forty-one wave
I finessed the whole game, that ain’t even my age
I'm a—

[Chorus: DANNI SNOW, Blizzi Boi]
Old unc', old unc', yeah (Forty-one)
Young unc', young unc', yeah (Uh)
Old unc', old unc', yeah (Yeah)
Young unc', young unc', yeah (Forty-one)
Old unc', old unc', yeah (Yeah)
Young unc', young unc', yeah (Forty-one)
Old unc', old unc', yeah (Yeah)
Young unc', young unc', yeah (Yeah)

[Outro: Blizzi Boi & DANNI SNOW]
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah
Young unc', young unc', yeah
Old unc', old unc', yeah, skrrt
Scripture, scripture, scripture