Young N***a

Yeah, ****

Gang, gang, gang

Big Ski, ****, ski

Yeah

On God

****, no cap

(Spacy got this sauce, ho)

Ski

I'm a young ****, stackin' up that pape', puttin' on for the city (For the city)

Made it happen, should've seen they face, they can't believe I did it (Believe I did it)

Started rappin', finally found my way, now we got seven figures (On God)

When people see me out, they just say, "Hey, Ty, can I get a picture?"

Before a **** come 'round tryna play, they better reconsider (Reconsider)

Hotboy, brodie keep that fire underneath his pillow (Hot)

Made a way, did it on my own, ain't never need a **** (On God)

I'm 'bout my pape', if they ain't gettin' cash, then you won't see me with 'em (Won't see me with 'em)

Talkin' money in my rhymes, I ain't promotin' no violence (Yeah)

All these hoes on my body, I been pimpin' like Scottie

She was playin' hard to get, but I still got up inside her (Ugh)

**** always tryna kick it, I don't do the karate (Spacy got this sauce, ho, what?)

She a good girl, but when she see me, bet she get naughty (On God)

They like, "What you like to do?" Bitch, gettin' bands is my hobby

Youngin really havin' motion, if I like it, I'll buy it (Cha-ching)

Pop and Grimy, them my brothers, if I'm ridin', they ridin' (No cap)

My lil' bitch should be a stylist 'cause she stay throwin' fits (She always throwin' fits)

Like Danny said, bitch, I'm from Florida, but I Cuban'd my wrist (On gang)

I been puttin' in that work, bitch, I been droppin' these hits (Droppin' these hits)

Now ma dukes don't gotta work because her son done got rich, **** (Her son done got rich)

I'm a young ****, stackin' up that pape', puttin' on for the city (For the city)

Made it happen, should've seen they face, they can't believe I did it (Believe I did it)

Started rappin', finally found my way, now we got seven figures (On God)

When people see me out, they just say, "Hey, Ty, can I get a picture?" (Spacy got this sauce, ho)

Before a **** come 'round tryna play, they better reconsider (Reconsider)

Hotboy, brodie keep that fire underneath his pillow (Fffah)

Made a way, did it on my own, ain't never need a **** (Need a ****)

I'm 'bout my pape', if they ain't gettin' cash, then you won't see me with 'em (Won't see me with 'em)

Talkin' money in my rhymes, I ain't promotin' no violence

All these hoes on my body, I been pimpin' like Scottie (Yeah)

She was playin' hard to get, but I still got up inside her (Ugh)

**** always tryna kick it, I don't do the karate

She a good girl, but when she see me, bet she get naughty

They like, "What you like to do?" Bitch, gettin' bands is my hobby

Youngin really havin' motion, if I like it, I'll buy it

Pop and Grimy, them my brothers, if I'm ridin', they ridin' (This sauce, ho)

****, yeah, gang, ski