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We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid Wonder why I move like 1 2 You got a bad bitch with ya? I got 1 2 I work the fock with the left, lean the pot with the right Forgiato's on the Coupe when I come through I might wipe a nigga nose on GP Plain Jane, no stones in the AP Free kick good, ball man screap raid me Young Rich Nigga, men would prolly wanna hate me I'm rollin' like a polo through the city out My niggas scrub like police Come and get it, fuck around and make me lose it If she gimme that mouth, I'm gon' abuse it When I hate this game, I luv the music When my bitch look black tryna use a cubic Cause she like hoes too, she so confused New sick 4-5 hard top I'm cruising Good game bitches in the kitchen cookin' fishies Water whippin', doin' dishes, man some balla callin' mane Ready fo' whateva cause behind the 40 bezel Hoe dig me like a chef, I got her made in shape SongtexteKitchen on the south side, 45 old Drive Turn white T burger need no road tie Bought the white spinach from my nigga Just to fuck a bunch of bitches Do em bad, kick em out, call em hoe ride I ain't take these bitches seriously And I don't fuck with these niggas like a hoe on a period I been live my life and I ain't live it bad Bitch, I'm playin' fo the head, no screens attached And I don't want yo pussy, you can get it back I'm just tryna catch a jug like a runner back In the 7, maiden bitch and I'm a runner back Used to find me in the street cause I'm all bout that We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid This is the pressure of go in first So I go ahead, put these hoes to work So much pace in the beat make ya go berserk Young cousin crazy, Demerick, so I jumped out when I graduated But Jesus saw genes when I was created The police seen niggas when I was a baby And I can't escape it, control, ALT delete, You got beats, I'll replace them I'm facin' a dog feature with a flashlight Dad, only signs in my past life Just shitty beats so I add rice What a piece of cake, it's the fast lice So I can gratulate the fakers Shakin' hands in the shizz, they didn't make us Stay out my buss' if you ain't make it No brake, you just margarine and papers So I blow my mind, I see the laser My enemies shocked, they see the taser I keep my motor rollin' like a razor I ain't broke, I just can't afford the patience Speed up, I just can't ignore the racin' Switch lanes, I just can't afford the traffic Make it to my tower, I ain't trade in Lord knows I'm a train wreck in the training Went and spoke too much, look how quiet my day is Spree Will, I don't think they'll fuckin' make em Oh, forget it, I wa' forgettin' what I was sayin' Don't say too much, a-much a-wastin' You ain't eva gave a fuck, it's a fuck yo face in Now you got shit to lose and aspirations So much shit up in my face, even ask fo' haters Go fuck it all, take the medication Peace! We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid I feel like fuck these crooked ass police Hangin' out the window, showin' all my gold teeth You ain't gettin' no peace, all we get is more grief Body bags, body bags, more sheets I look out the window, all I see is dope fiends I go beast mode, you go lean Pistol on my pillow, I don't get no sleep So high, fucked around and called the nose police Smellin' like weed and wisdom Know how much weed is in my system But I do know bitches be trippin' so hard they need perdiem And she still gon need the dean Her legs spread like TV antennas And if a nigga want beef, I'll bring the whole muthafuckin' team to dinner Like bow yo heads and pass the biscuits As we get to crackin' shit like mathematicians Uncle Sam can nab yo ass and snatch yo Mac After figurin' mathematical algorithms out Activists all come out missin' I sever dead bodies, I'm suspicious Now all this money won't bring my temper down I remember bein' kicked while I was down Young and rich, beyond this shit It's yo bitch with the wise silence Young and rich, beyond this shit I've been the shit since my baby shower We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid We just young rich wild and stupid Aus Songtexte Mania