Youngwalker Worst Way Lyrics

Ayy, look, I just popped a Euro mix down with that Ros

Takin' shots up, Castlemigos, fuck that Jose Got this bitch suckin' dick on the highway

Feelin' like Usher, yeah, she likin' my way I just counted ten bands, bitch, and all dubs

Took my nieces to the mall just to show them love

Then I spent some few hundreds on some more slugs

Just to make sure that my niggas stay blicky-ed up

Cause when you jump up in the streets, you can't slip up

When that bitch nigga see me, he had his tail tucked

Gotta stay solid with them fecks, pick them shells up

Another body down, so we roll another L up

When they killed your brother in that shit, they can tell us

Feelin' like Jay Z, I'm a Rockefeller

But I'm just tryna push in them foreigns with umbrellas

Sittin' on the beach, drinkin' under umbrellas

And I'm just tryna elevate my game and do better

I don't fuck with rats, cause they a squirrel for the cheddar

Got my pops tatted, so when I die, we together

I just wanna say I miss all my niggas

I just talked to my granny on my birthday

She told me, look out for my brothers cause they need you

I know it's been a while, granny, baby, I'ma see you

And I just wanna tell you that I love you when I miss you

But let me get back to talkin' shit about these lames

Niggas clout chasin', suckin' dick for the fame

I'ma keep grindin', stayin' solid to the game

These niggas don't wanna fight, that's why you gotta keep a thang

What's up with these new niggas fuckin' up the game

Pillow talkin' to that bitch, speakin' on my name

Niggas hatin' on me, I split a nigga brain

Rob you for your chain and make you talk into the game

I got real life steppers that'll key you in some J's

Had your mama at the funeral kissin' on your face

I'm somewhere out the country, my nigga ain't eatin' steak

I'm somewhere out the country, my nigga on vacay

She said, you talkin' hella fast, yeah, bitch, I'm from the Bay

When them choppers go blowout, shoot a nigga in his face

With a nigga on bail, still out fightin' the case

When there's money on the line, you know my niggas can't wait

Cause we all about they cake like it's my birthday

And I shake this bitch up like an earthquake

Had your face on the news, our first 48

Ditch that 30-round clip, that's what this nine take

And catch a nigga slippin' out on a blind date

And serve a nigga like some food on a dinner plate

Take his soul out his body and watch it levitate

Have a nigga meet his maker at the pearly gate

Feelin' like a big gangsta like I'm Kevin Gates

Bitch, I stay up on my grind like some fuckin' skates

And when them choppers get to spittin', bitch, you can't escape

And do that pussy nigga bad, yeah, the worst way, worst way