Youngins nomo ft. 2Thr33 Lyrics

Ridin round corpus 44 in sweet pickle

Calling yo bitch and she'll fuck for a nickel

Blowing me down like a coach with a whistle

Get straight to the point 23 don't do riddles

Walk up in the room light a blunt let it torch

brain det she giving you'd think she a dork

40 cal so big turn your brain to pull pork

I was never in school I was out onna porch

We ain't youngins no more yee we hop off the porch

got some woods and a o someone pass me da torch

We ain't youngins no more yee we hop off the porch

Used to walk to the store, now I'm pushin a Porsche

pushing a porsche you know that I'm ready my coat this shit fendi she loving my drip

Beating her down spit in her mouth she can't say a word while she taking this dick

Double cup pour it up and I'm takin a sip

She got dsl, dick suckin lips

If you down for real baby you never could snitch

If police pull us over you takin the risk

Yu taking the risk you better not snitch just keep it a buck ima go pay your bail

Bitch I'm duh shit you know what it is but let's be foreal that ain't hard to tell

Ain't hard to tell, y'all thought I would sell

I do this for real I'm straight out the mo

Bankrol rockin fendi, I rock ysl

I ptso I'm takin yo hoe ,

We ain't youngins no more yee we hop off the porch

I just fucked dis lil hoe, now she callin my phone

We ain't youngins no more yee we hop off the porch

Shit that's big 23 can't forget bout bnkrol

Can't forget bout bankrol cuz I just fuck his hoe I know that he mad I can see in his face

I ain't never ran track I was always to fat but I swear if I did I'd tayk onna race

Big 23 finna cum on her face

Put dat hoe inna blunt and dat motherfucker laced

I'll put down ya man's but won't leave a trace

can't find da body yall lookin fo days

Looking fo days have y'all looking loco

Y'all on my dick I think y'all some jotos

Saggin my pants on my ass bitch this polo

Showing my ass I look like a cholo

Call up lee lee cuz she is da throat goat

Big 23 put dat bitch inna chokehold

Just want the throat den you gotta go hoe

Callin and textin nobody could know tho

We ain't youngins no more yee we hop off the porch

Only call up lee lee, when I need me some throat

We ain't youngins no more yee we hop off the porch

Dod we just kill this hoe? 2Thr33 and bank