Yeah, yeah, yeah

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+Young shit world

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+Young shit way, yeah

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers

Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas

I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas

Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody

**** all of that talking, we can go to war

Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard

I got something that'll put you out your misery

Seven point six two five point five six's two-two-three

With that K, broad day, we hop out and spray

Young shit world, young niggas way until my dying day

You ain't 'bout that action, boy let's not pretend

Caught you lacking after school and shot at all your friends

It go like one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten

Unload the clip, reload the clip, and then you spin again

And if they out when you come back then **** you spin again

Congratulations, I just taught you how to spin a Benz

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers

Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas

I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas

Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody

**** all of that talking, we can go to war

Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard

I got something that'll put you out your misery

Seven point six two five point five six's two-two-three

Two-two-three, AR-15

Carbon-9's, they all on me

**** with me, you get murked

It ain't shit to put a young nigga on a t-shirt

**** all that talking, we all 'bout that action

We pull up with pistols, you know that we blasting

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+These shit ain't really on it, they ****

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+I swear they got all these shit doin' magic

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+Hold up, ash it, I wanna **** her

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+****ed run up, we gon' put him on a t-shirt

With it, yeah, with it

Pull up on me with a TEC, huh

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+Run up on me, you get whacked ****

**** with me like no regret

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+I got some shit who really be with it

You Niggas hating, you bitch or you bitches offended

You shit niggas, you don't want no action

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+All of my shit will turn you to past tense

We got Glocks with hundred rounds, huh

Catch an opp, kill an opp, lay him down

****ing with us, you get murked, facts Nigga

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+Big B's, double-O twenty-ten-nine, this brrat shit

We gon' pull up with them sticks and hop out with them choppers

Walking out the ten in blue Balenciagas

I caught an opp, now I got blood on blue Balenciagas

Up that forty, let that pistol sing a melody

**** all of that talking, we can go to war

Leave your brain marinating on the boulevard

I got something that'll put you out your misery

Seven point six two five point five six's two-two-three

Yeah, Melly baby

And I'm back, yeah, yeah-eah

Virtual (Blue Balenciagas)+I'm on a whole 'nother shit' wave bro

Can't even swim with this shit I'm spittin', hah

(young ****ing world baby, young ****ing world baby

Young ****ing ways, yeah yeah)

I'm with them sharks ****ing ****ing, I'm for real, hey