Youngest in My Camp (YIC) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I got junkies calling me for downers take one sniff they fall
I was taking uppers thru da night so Ian miss Dey call
3rd degrees they gave me felonies so I ain't sit for long
Ain't nobody saying shit to me besides a welcome home
Pops called me onna late he blood needa transfusion
I don't even really fuck with him but I would hate to lose em
36 inside this big ass stick he in his yard I'm shooting
I know a Nigga act like he get money man that nigga clueless
You ain't been the youngest in yo camp with all the Rackies on em
The youngest nigga in my fucking camp a really clap yo homie
I can never go out like I'm Ty I woulda clapped at Tony
Dirty bitch mad I wouldn't fuck her bought her ass some Yoni
Choppy killer felt that hot shit it still don't feel right
Opp bitch asked me if I'll kill her fucking brother I said bitch I might
My young nigga quick to take a nigga under 5 his kill price
My bitch got a virgin pussy when I hit it still feel tight
Oh I'm tryn live life
2018 I was popping percs when it was drill time
Told Kobe I can't hang with you no more you taking real lines
He would crush a fetty perc and then just snort it for a real
Soon as they put me in the game I tried to up the score
If I bang a nigga block no need crash the board
I been talkin to Allah real thankful for the Lord
I jus fast for 7 days might fast for 7 more
HUH?
We make niggas run
I was trapping on the opp block bundles and my gun
if it hit a nigga brain I bet the nigga done
Light a nigga up at night he thought he seen the sun
He won't see the sun rise when them creepers creep
See a opp get in my bully I throw down my ski
I take wick on every drill I know he bang for me
I won't give no junkies testers no cocaine for free
Glizzy had the Nigga dancing made em body roll
I don't want no leg shots I'm aiming for yo skull
He ain't live to see the ER bullets took a toll
I got shooters close to knoxville like I fw Vols
Lil Brodie, Drac Em'
No belt, but spank em
Like that nigga wrong the answer erase em
Hit his top while he was running guess he thought we wouldn't chase him
Walking in and out the room I guess them members got em pacing
I got junkies calling me for downers take one sniff they fall
I was taking uppers thru da night so Ian miss Dey call
3rd degrees they gave me felonies so I ain't sit for long
Ain't nobody saying shit to me besides a welcome home