I Hate YoungBoy

(Say, 10)

(Let's hear this shit, Rell)

(Horrid, run it up)

"YoungBoy, they gon' kill you, you better stop dissin' them"

Tell them ****, "Fuck 'em," and they know that I ain't scared of them (Scared of them)

How you talkin' shit when nothin' ain't died about your cousin 'nem? (Cousin, hah, hah)

Quando got no filter, and he say that they ain't gon' fuck wit' him

Clean up on aisle O, youngin let that chop blow

Aye, my brother let that stick blow, **** know that's my smoke (My smoke)

He called me a bitch, that's India, that be your hoe (Your hoe)

Posted with that stick like Indians, they want my soul

Post about it, bitch, I got like thirty mill', my mind gone

And I'm gon' be rich inside my casket once my time gone

I'm bumpin' Wooski, turnt up with some groupies while at my home

Why he drop that wack-ass song? Pussy bitch, you should've known (Should've known)

My daddy tell me, "Leave it 'lone," but I'm like, "Man, fuck them ****"

Used to fuck with Gucci till I seen he like them pussy **** (Bitch)

Momma know I'm ruthless, talkin' stupid, make me bust a **** (Bust it)

They know I'm on house arrest so they feel like they official (Yeah, yeah)

Bitch, I'll kill you, then I take your whistle, God know I don't like you **** (Yeah, yeah)

Feds wanna lock a **** up 'cause he tote baby missiles

Bitch, don't bring my baby momma up, she richer than your **** (Rich)

Every **** did a feature with you, slime out to get 'em

Set 'em up then point a ****, field goal, Romo

Know I keep that nine with me, you can act like that you don't know (Know)

Baby with 'em, 4PF, four poles firin'

Want me for to die? Tell that pussy, "Cross the line"

I ain't got no fuckin' mind, tell 'em, "Free Baba," that's my evil twin (My twin)

Youngin bouncin' on his tippy-toes when he creepin' in (Creepin' in)

He get drug tested but still on dope, prescription came in (Came in)

I be turnt up with my baby mommas, I ain't got no fuckin' friends (Hah, hah, bow, bow)

He got Rolls, my McLaren, he got Maybach and Range Rover (Bow, bow)

He got Bentley GT, Redeye, it's black coated (Yeah)

Slidin' in a Tesla, and he got that Ye on

Pussy **** dissin' me, mad about his dead homie

****, I'm a real Blood, and I'm screamin', "Blatt"

I get free, they know where I'm at, I'm posted 'cross that track (Cross that)

Starr don't wanna drop my son off, know somebody might get whacked (Whacked)

Board the jet, you know I'm flyin' off, I land, I'm smokin' thrax

Where you at? Your security, they get bust at too (Bust at too)

I don't give no fuck about this rap shit, I'll bust at you (I'll bust at you)

Your daddy hit the feds, fuck that ****, he a bitch, too (He a bitch)

Tell him sit on side your cousin momma while that bitch grieve too (Hah, hah)

And that lil' bitch, she say, "4L," huh? I say, "Heads or tails, slime"

Tell 'em, "Kill YoungBoy," all of y'all gon' fuckin' fail, hah (Woah)

Let me check my mail, five, fifteen mills, just for the slime (Woah)

Stomp him in his fuckin' face, I left him with my Nike sign (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Free Lil' Meechy off the line, **** know I'm big slime (Big slime)

Win or lose, no draw, ****, them boys know I'm 'bout mine ('Bout mine)

Don't know nothin' but slang iron, ain't respondin' no more

I just wanna make the bitch go, he way from the go (Ha-ha)

You know where I stay, don't let me find your home (Don't let me find you, fuck you)

They don't let me see my daughter from the time I'm on (Bitch, boom, boom)

Hear that blicky sound, that's the Dada tone

Feel like Boosie don't even like me, bitch, don't call my phone (Fuck you)

Tell Apple I said, "Fuck 'em," they promote his song (Say, 10, fuck you)

They be hatin' on Tim and Quando, they act like they wrong (Fuck you)

YouTube streamers, they be dick-ridin', don't react no more (Horrid, run it up, fuck you)

You fuck with them, don't fuck with me and that's just how that go

When I release, this pure drop, that be pure dope

Chinese Kitty don't wanna be my girl, she like them folks (Them)

Momma told me for to take my Ritalin and I said, "No"

Sarah Snyder always think I'm trippin' 'cause I'm real slow

Hold on, I ain't even, I ain't even rappin', Jason (Hold on, hah, hah)

I'm really just, I'm really just lettin' these **** know it's, "Fuck them"

You heard me? These bitch-ass **** act like they scared to die

YoungBoy, I been thuggin', I been slime, I ain't scared to die

I don't fuck with CC, but my oldest brother Crip (Crip)

I be on DC, DC, Marvel, that be him (That be him)

I be on repeat, waitin' on them just for to trip

Fuck the whole industry, they know, don't try to get at him

Hah, yeah, it's 4KTrey, Nawfside, 38, ****, free DDawg

We put guns to the face, bitch-ass ****, how you wanna do it?

You already know what I say, ****, who gon' die today?

Bitch-ass ****, we put guns to the face, you heard me?

Them bitch-ass, man, these bitch-ass **** act like they don't like YoungBoy

I guarantee you can't say not one thing YoungBoy did to these hoe-ass ****

These bitch-ass **** be hatin', you heard me? I ain't trippin' these fuck-ass ****

These fuck-ass **** gon' catch it, you heard me? They gon' catch it

They gon' catch everything a **** throw at them, believe that

You heard me? This slime shit, you hear me? Big 5, you hear me?

We gon' bang for life, ****, how you wanna do it, for? Yeah

And I don't fuck with you ****, believe that

YoungBoy, they gon' kill you, you better stop dissin' them

Tell them ****, "Fuck 'em," man, they know that I ain't scared of them

How you talkin' shit when nothin' ain't died about your cousin 'nem?

Quando got no filter, yeah, he say that, they ain't gon' fuck wit' him