Young Player (feat. Larry June)

Yeah, real player, I’m the youngest player, yeah
She ain’t never met a nigga like me
Slim, thick, bitch, French tip on her feet
Young nigga, but I move like a OG
When I’m outside, super fresh, super clean
White ones on with a plain white tee
Think I’m about to freeze cause I’m so icy
If her head good, then I might keep
Coming back to her when I’m feeling like a freak
Jump from the back, straight to the front
Pull up, handle, bend his young nigga, get it done
Ain’t lookin’ for no wife, girl, I’m just havin’ fun
I don’t want your heart, baby, I just want your tongue
I keep coughin’, there’s gas in my lungs
Every day runnin’ up the funds
With a thick bitch, shawty got funds
Shawty ass bigger than the sun

We livin’ life
Livin’ life, nigga, we just livin’, man
I’m super fly
I get so high
Up to the sky

Can’t be sent round on my ass
He ain’t stay itching for the damn cash
Back then used to put a nigga last
But I was the first jet to go and run him up a bag
Roll it on but I still came in late
Big lobster tail with a steak
I move mama somewhere far away
In a big house with a big gate

It LJ mobbing on the under
My OG in the town got me running
I’m sideways, acting a fool
Chipped up, trying to see what it do
Moving, I hit it with a tactic
Now I’m stuffing blues in this motherfucking mattress
Bitch, I’m a boy
Fucking running, spending hundred of them just for practice
In the grand nation
In my 50-50 nest
I be all in the ghetto
Chained on the honey
And every stone natural
Why you been so irrational?
Geeked up, gettin’ top down, you on the patio
Heated up, I just did a circle with a manual
She out her pocket, I don’t give a fuck
Cause I be catting too, good job

We living life
I’m super fly
I get so high
Up to the sky