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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A$AP Mob
A$AP Mob
Performer
A$AP Ferg
A$AP Ferg
Vocals
A$AP ANT
A$AP ANT
Vocals
A$AP Twelvyy
A$AP Twelvyy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Kirkman
Adam Kirkman
Songwriter
Jamel Phillips
Jamel Phillips
Songwriter
Darold Brown
Darold Brown
Songwriter
Lucas Kramar
Lucas Kramar
Songwriter
Alain Goraguer
Alain Goraguer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Smokey
DJ Smokey
Producer
Hector Delgado
Hector Delgado
Recording Engineer
Gimel Keaton
Gimel Keaton
Mixing Engineer
Mike Kuz
Mike Kuz
Assistant Engineer
Tatsuya Sato
Tatsuya Sato
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Young wild ****, I'm high as hell
Break a whole pound on smell to smell
Word around town ain't ringing bells
All my **** crack in lock shells
Sweatpants on with the whites on
Micro dips at powdy-pow
All white on the light snow
In the summertime, I fly, glow
[Verse 2]
Some hate me, some love me though
Biggie's on the guest list at my shows
In a mosh pit throwing elbows
Day drink getting that Fanta rows
Hold on, slow down, catch the flow
Bum **** wanna steal my clothes
Thirsty **** wanna fuck my hos
Run up on me, meet the four-four
[Verse 3]
Rolling ten deep in a Tahoe
Drug money, rat money, more dough
Pops taught me but the wrist game
Rat don't work, flip cocaine
Do it for the money, don't do it for fame
Don't let the hoes in my run trains
Puffing on gas lighting up the flame
City in my back like a campaign
Cross on the slam, did Lebron James
Peanut butter inside, wood grain
Pull up on your block like a goblin
All you see is guns get to sparking
Till the police get to chalking
Dope put the cardinal walking
Outbid the ****, no bargain, ****
[Verse 4]
Yo, young **** living, young **** living
Fucking these bitches
**** ain't made for the stone cold
**** pouring case for the cocoa
I'ma just blaze with the four-fours
Staring back blow, haze in my low-low
Catch a fade then I go, go
Act right, then I fade to the slow-mo
That's right, gotta pay for the po-po
When the west got the drink for the low-low
Bounce for my low-low
Vision like a GoPro
Down Melrose, got about twelve hoes
In the valley I got about twelve more
Two twelve in the pell, give 'em hell
Like you came from the twelfth floor
Got the bell, get the Benz, like in Belfaux
Where they at, made him strapped like velcro
Real mad, am I bad in the hell hole
With a sack, matter of fact, who the hell knows
It's a fact that I rap and I move, oh
Then I act, got me slapped, man, I'm too slow
Then I'm trapped in the trap, talking too dough
Porsche 9-1-1, shit, too cold
Made a run, then I'm done, then it's new coach
Man, 9-1-1, we don't do though
[Verse 5]
Young **** living, young **** living
Fucking these bitches
Young **** living, young **** living
Taking my business
Young **** living, young **** living
Getting these chickens
Young **** living, young **** living
Forty and I'm sipping
Young **** living, young **** living
Young **** living, young **** living
Young **** living
Fucking these bitches
Young **** living, young **** living
Handle my business
Young **** living, young **** living
Getting these chickens
[Verse 6]
Life's so hard
R.I.P. grandma
These cops play different
Every corner got a camera
I swear the game got a cancer
This little **** bust a hammer
With bitch-made tendencies
Make her wanna give her man up
[Verse 7]
Ain't nobody can bang this
So colored bandanas are holding your fist up
And repping the Panthers
See Willy still Lynching
They want us to hang us
Game is still pimping, adapt to the changes
That'll take your three-sixty, work off your anus
Shit on these **** like you constipated
See, that's what I did and mama I made it
But gonna going out my mind, and my point is vacated
I can't take this world, ain't got the patience
Years of oppression, I'm feeling violated
And that's why my **** be highly sedated
Addicted to money, you driving new Rangers
Going off the lean, wanna stay faded
They can't even drink 'cause their life is so jaded
I wanna be clean but the water's so tainted
Ain't it?
[Verse 8]
Young **** living, young **** living
Fucking these bitches
Young **** living, young **** living
Handle my business
Young **** living, young **** living
Getting these chickens
Young **** living, young **** living
Forty and I'm sipping
Young **** living, young **** living
Young **** living, young **** living
Young **** living
Fucking these bitches
Young **** living, young **** living
Handle my business
Young **** living, young **** living
Getting these chickens
Written by: Adam Kirkman, Alain Goraguer, Darold Brown, Jamel Phillips, Lucas Kramar
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