YOUNGLORD
[Chorus]
Come and give that throat bitch
My gang is having motion
All these bands is my emotion
Automatic, steady scoring
Demon engine, burning foreigns
Fuck them tires, floor it
All my gang shoot shit like Jordan
Smoking Zaza, soaring
My life is not boring
Money too important
Money got these bitchs whoring
We keep glizzys, not a Taurus
I was trapping, fuck them chores
Bitch I am a young lord
I keep guns, not swords
Shoot a nigga off a skate board
[Verse]
I can never fuck with fake whores
Me and gang finna go aboard
Top floor tour, we up on the score
I got a gang member still doing kick doors
Having this money and twin is like, "Ditto"
I'm in New York really fuckin with riddle
Broke nigga, you still the man in the middle
Shut up lil' nigga, your pockets too littlе
You not the family, I'm gonna kill you
You want me to talk, bitch, I gotta bill you
Throw a fuck nigga off of the building
Counting thеse racks up to a million
Money took all of my feelings
All I see is blood, I'ma villain
I'ma take all my Bloods to the ceiling
Bankroll do all the healing
[Chorus]
Come and give that throat bitch
My gang is having motion
All these bands is my emotion
Automatic, steady scoring
Demon engine, burning foreigns
Fuck them tires, floor it
All my gang shoot shit like Jordan
Smoking Zaza, soaring
My life is not boring
Money too important
Money got these bitchs whoring
We keep glizzys, not a Taurus
I was trapping, fuck them chores
Bitch I am a young lord
I keep guns, not swords
Shoot a nigga off a skate board