Young Shi Lyrics

Ubered to her crib to climb two stories then I had a tumble

She let her cover down from the window like the hair of Rapunzel

It ain't work so she had snuck me in this shit I couldn't fumble

Got up in her crib snuck in her room and made her doonies crumble

I told her that the sun is coming up I'm finna get the walking

She told me that her parents go to church I hid up in her closet

When they left I hit in a position I ain't know what to call it

And she ain't never did no shit like that but I'm the one to cause it

Did it every weekend after that was feeling like I'm balling

Until my ass got caught right at sixteen I had her parents stalking

They told my mom that if I'm there again they finna press charges

Cause down the hall I was bussing down they daughter they ain't have no knowledge

Nigga, there ain't no cap about it

Vlone Yamborghini Jesus piece it got me looking stylish

And I got a Jesus piece to match it's made of real diamonds

Diamond tester on a fake Rollie I call it bad timing

In and out the field I keep scoring just like I'm statlining

Jewelry mentally literally I'm finna outshine them

From the street know the street work the street I'm finna assign him

Inner peace truth and reality I'm finna align them

I ain't playing gone run up a train on yo bitch, it give me laughter

Windowpoppa I'm in then I'm out of that shit, got robbed by Casper

Fourteen years old when I ran off with counties little bitch, I wasn't a actor

You want to go up go hard just to make in this shit, you got to make a ladder

If you on me the way that you saying you is, put it on a platter

All that talking like you finna show me some shit, it don't even matter

I'll beat up your nigga and then I'll go fuck on your sis, I'm moving like jagger

We line up a fade and I'm uppercutting his shit, I know he a grabber

If it ain't one thing it's a motherfucking another gotta make a way

I had a wild weekend wild morning on thanksgiving break

First of all free my fucking brother doing day for day

The worst of it is I can't catch a break but I'm still stacking pape

You niggas make me sick to my stomach I need some pedialyte

Trust them about as far I can see them I keep my circle tight

Niggas tryna hide they true feelings it's coming to the light

You don't have to fuck with me nigga won't lose no sleep at night

There ain't no cap about it

Vlone Yamborghini Jesus piece it got me looking stylish

And I got a Jesus piece to match it's made of real diamonds

Diamond tester on a fake Rollie I call it bad timing