Yno (feat. Big Sean)

(Ear Drummers)

(Mike WiLL Made-It)

Woo

Used to have to eat cold meals (Yeah)

Now a **** offin' gold seals (Hey)

Countin' up money, gettin' chills (Yeah)

We some young **** on for real

Tokyo Drift through the hills (Skrrt)

Used to have to walk, no wheels (Rrt)

Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (Yo)

Young **** on for real

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Tokyo Drift through the hills (Yeah)

Used to have to walk, no wheels

Cameras outside my crib (Yeah)

Young **** on for real (Ayy)

I showed them bitches (Yeah)

Better than I ever could've told them bitches

Corduroys and Cartiers

Back then, motherfuckers never shared my vision (Nope)

But what you ridin' in, a spaceship? (Yeah)

And where your diamonds from, Saudi Arabia? (Bro, I'm serious)

Oh, you done came up (Yeah), and put your **** on?

Now you got a crown and a chinchilla on? (Woo)

A1 since day one

We stayed down, so we came up (Yeah)

Some of them **** won't make it with you

They'll lose hope and they'll change up (Leave)

I can see these **** hatin' (Yeah)

But as you can see, the bad bitches love it (Yeah), woo

They ain't let us in the VIP back then

Now our names on the flyer if we comin' (Rae Sremm)

I tried to tell 'em I was gonna be somethin', they used to look at me and laugh

All them hoes in the city don't really love you unless you got some cash (Spend it, spend it)

That's brand-new paint, ****, don't smudge it

Motherfuckin' pants cost eight-somethin' (Eight)

That's my money, so they can't say nothin' (Nothin')

That's my money, so they won't say nothin' (Woo)

Used to have to eat cold meals (Yeah)

Now a **** offin' gold seals (Hey)

Countin' up money, gettin' chills (Yeah)

We some young **** on for real

Tokyo Drift through the hills (Skrrt)

Used to have to walk, no wheels (Rrt)

Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (Yo)

Young **** on for real

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Tokyo Drift through the hills

Used to have to walk, no wheels

Cameras outside my crib

Young **** on for real

Young **** on

Pull up on your ass unannounced in a foreign, I don't know where I'm goin' (Skrrt)

Hit the gas, can I hear the engine runnin'? (Nope)

Livin' fast, I ain't thinkin' 'bout tomorrow (No)

Used to be a **** want twenty-inch rims

Now we got accountants out here for Rae Sremm

All in the mall, Neiman Marcus shoppin' (Let's go)

Came a long way from them Ida Street apartments (Woo)

Everybody got a dream that they chasin' (Run to it)

And everybody got a motherfuckin' hater

They wanna see your dreams burn to ashes (Woo)

I can't wait to see they faces when I pass 'em (Skrrt)

Boy, you should've took a young **** serious

Now a young ****'s on for real (For real)

They wasn't fuckin' with a young **** then (Nah)

They can't fuck with a young **** still

I used to tell 'em I was gonna be somethin', they used to look at me and laugh

And all them hoes in your city don't really love you until you countin' cash (Hundreds)

That's brand-new paint, ****, no smudgin' (Woo)

My motherfuckin' pants cost eight hundred (Yeah)

That's my money, bitch, you can't say nothin' (No)

That's my money, bitch, you can't have nothin' (Woo)

Used to have to eat cold meals (Yeah)

Now a **** offin' gold seals (Hey)

Countin' up money, gettin' chills (Yeah)

We some young **** on for real

Tokyo Drift through the hills (Skrrt)

Used to have to walk, no wheels (Rrt)

Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (Yo)

Young **** on for real

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Tokyo Drift through the hills

Used to have to walk, no wheels

Cameras outside my crib

Young **** on for real

Look, movin' in slow-mo

But I still get it way faster than you, so you never would know, though (Straight up)

She slowin' it down just to ask for a photo (Woo)

Just know that I'm fuckin', not maybe, for sure, though

Soldiers on me like I'm fresh out the dojo

She think I'm beautiful, chocolate skin, cocoa

Don't get it fucked up, put your ass in a chokehold

Players only live once so I wear Polo

Polo, Polo, Polo, Polo

My girl is from SoCal, my outfit from SoHo

And I got dough (Dough), that shit is stashed in the crib

And it won't leave the house like it's fuckin' DiGiorno (God)

Hell yeah, ****, that's all me

I'm from where big problems get handled with a small fee

Started with the squad, now I got the whole team tight

Stuck to the plot, stuck to the script, and I don't even screenwrite (Woo, woo, no)

Used to have to eat cold meals

Now a **** offin' gold seals (Hey)

Countin' up money, gettin' chills (Yeah)

We some young **** on for real

Tokyo Drift through the hills (Skrrt)

Used to have to walk, no wheels (Rrt)

Now I'm buyin' whips for the crib (Yo)

Young **** on for real

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Hundred-dollar bills

Young, young, young **** on for real (Ayy)

Tokyo Drift through the hills

Used to have to walk, no wheels

Cameras outside my crib

Young **** on for real