Young N****s

Twisting fingers in the club, I'm a young *****

I got them young *****s that'll hide your body parts

Pants sagging, flag hanging, I'm a young ***** (x2)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Yeah, most my *****s rob, they don't got a job

I got a couple young *****s that’ll take the charge

So I don’t bring a bodyguard, I bring my entourage

Stop the track, pause, R.I.P. to Camoflague

I'm 'bout to pull my yellow 'Rari out the car garage

I got some young *****s that’ll hide your body parts

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]

Twisting fingers in the club, I'm a young *****

Got them old *****s saying I love that young *****

Your whole clique buying shots, y'all some broke *****s

Pants sagging, flag hanging, I'm a young *****

In the car, strapped up with them guns, *****

We shooting at the police just for fun, *****

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

My pants sagging low like a young *****

I'm twisting up the dro like a young *****

I'm in the club, thirty deep, like a young *****

I'm still in the streets like a young *****

Like a young *****, this one for the young *****s

Where you from, this one for them young *****s

This one is for the young *****s

Where you from, *****, this one's for the young *****s

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]

Ray Charles vision, screaming where's the competition

Lot of rappers on a carton, man, they swag missing

I'm on that young ***** *****t, *****esty ass *****s at my shows rob for bricks

Gucci said I'm going hard, Flocka on this *****t

Old-school swag, got these hoes on my *****

I'm a lotto pick, I'm like which girl to get

Pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip

I'm on my Wiz Khalifa *****t, I don't do no papers

Fresh up on them papers, haters catch the vapors

Shoes alligator, I'm talking about Jordans

She ain't got enough swag, shawty can't afford 'em