Young Nudy Lunch Meat
[Verse 1]
Rollin' pressure, starting presser, blowin', applyin' pressure (Applyin' pressure)
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I'm a stepper, he's a stepper, big 4L forever (Forever)
Know these bitch niggas regret goin' against the f..ckin' devil (The devil)
Must forgot I send them shots, I been a shooter, bitch, I'm stretchin'
[Chorus]
Oowee, we still on the front street (Front street)
Still put niggas on plate, turn 'em to some lunch meat (Lunch meat)
Yeah, and I got them racks, these hoes still wanna hunch me (Wanna hunch me, phew)
Say they love my lingo, gangster and I'm country (And I'm what? Yeah)
Trigger country boy, said that pussy nothin' (Said I'm nothin')
East Atlanta, man, we take shit, we make this money (We make this money, nigga)
Niggas trap, niggas rob (Yeah), niggas doin' somethin' (Doin' somethin')
Can't be broke, they gon' laugh, you not gettin' no money (You not gettin' no money)
[Verse 2]
Ooh, and you know I'm havin' cash money, this shit forever (Forever)
And your ho gon' scream out, "Yeah," (Yeah) while we swerve 'round in that Tesla (That Tesla)
Let that car drive while I f..ck your ho, man, I'm so extra (So extra)
Talkin' gangster to me, pussy boy must got some pressure (Some pressure)
Boy, you better pray to God, he'll tell you I'm too extra (Too extra)
Always tryna keep it cool, but they wanna test me (They wanna test me)
Guess my lifestyle don't seem real to 'em, must think I'm flexin' (Must think I'm flexin')
Guess these niggas wanna be another f..ckin' question (Question, damn)
'Nother gas pack I can roll up (Yeah)
Jump in the field, I'll show ya (Yeah)
Built for this shit, you not a soldier (Nah)
I thought I told ya (Yeah)
Clap with the stick, sound like Magnolia (Magnolia)
I had to show 'em (I showed 'em)
This killin' shit part of my culture (My culture)
[Interlude]
Yeah, EA-ski (I'm just tellin' y'all my side of this shit, man)
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, like, the bricks, hahahahaha, yeah
[Chorus]
Oowee, we still on the front street (Front street)
Still put niggas on plate, turn 'em to some lunch meat (Lunch meat)
Yeah, and I got them racks, these hoes still wanna hunch me (Wanna hunch me, phew)
Say they love my lingo, gangster and I'm country (And I'm what? Yeah)
Trigger country boy, said that pussy nothin' (Said I'm nothin')
East Atlanta, man, we take shit, we make this money (We make this money, nigga)
Niggas trap, niggas rob (Yeah), niggas doin' somethin' (Doin' somethin')
Can't be broke, they gon' laugh, you not gettin' no money (You not gettin' no money)
[Verse 3]
Stack your cash, you gon' last, ain't no ho you can't smash (Ain't no ho you can't smash)
And your opps, you know they broke, they not gettin' no cash (They not gettin' no cash, nigga)
And your opps, they know they broke, they not gettin' no cash (They not gettin' no cash)
They be scared, nigga, stay in the house 'fore I drop somethin' on your ass ('Fore I drop somethin' on your ass)
I got them young niggas poppin' out, they ready to toe-tag (They ready to toe-tag)
We in the club, we stomp shit out, that's how we on they ass (That's how we on they ass)
They see me in person, they hush they mouth with they lil' scary ass (With they lil' scary ass, f..ck)
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Hahahahaha, yeah
[Chorus]
Oowee, we still on the front street (Front street)
Still put niggas on plate, turn 'em to some lunch meat (Lunch meat)
Yeah, and I got them racks, these hoes still wanna hunch me (Wanna hunch me, phew)
Say they love my lingo, gangster and I'm country (And I'm what? Yeah)
Trigger country boy, said that pussy nothin' (Said I'm nothin')
East Atlanta, man, we take shit, we make this money (We make this money, nigga)
Niggas trap, niggas rob (Yeah), niggas doin' somethin' (Doin' somethin')
Can't be broke, they gon' laugh, you not gettin' no money (You not gettin' no money)
[Outro]
I like them right there (Damn, yeah)
I like them right there (Big 4L, motherfucker)
