ogrwilz - young boys lyrics
young boys and we still getting cash
(yess)
ran up check now we still getting cash
young boys but we still getting cash
girls wanna holla cus flex on the gram
ain’t no umberalla you can drown form the swag
i bet you would hollad if i gave all my cash
(nope)
pockets lookin empty but the stats lookin mad
young boys bang it off cus we’re trendy
big man but the stacks lookin empty
wavey boy but the gyal call me s-xy
holla if your holla you could still get his air g
check yourself cus teams lookin hefty
019 couldn’t care if your here g
they cat like the goose stare like there fendi
school days rucksack and flares
(aahhh)
now it’s slim fit , nice fade and some airs
(and some airs)
if you wanna war best keeping moving there
i grew up in south rep that with chest
when you see stack you can chat about the rest
ahh
you can chat about the rest
(aahhh)
when you see a stack you can chat about
young boys and we still getting cash
(yesss)
ran up check now we still getting cash
young boys but we still getting cash
girls wanna holla cus flex on the gram
ain’t no umberalla you can drown form the swag
i bet you would hollad if i gave all my cash
(nope)
pockets lookin empty but the stats lookin mad
if your onto me dead the beef leave man in shackles like the recipe
grew up in the blocks where the dreams dun drop
5:00 o clock were the dreams dun drop
(yeah)
then man can’t do what i do remember when i had no shirts and some shoes
ah
now we rock air force 1s like their loubes
can’t remember when i wore geox to school
ah
if you want war best keep stepping through
they change their life cus they see me stepping through
all he know is how to roll paper zoot
yeah
young boys and still we getting cash
change done flip cus we banged 2 bags
all about the grind keep staring at the stats
when you get a stack you can leave all of the rats
yeah
when you get a stack you can get out the trap yeah
(ahhh)
young boys and we still getting cash
(yess)
ran up check now we still getting cash
young boys but we still getting cash
girls wanna holla cus flex on the gram
ain’t no umberalla you can drown form the swag
i bet you would hollad if i gave all my cash
(nope)
pockets lookin empty but the stats lookin mad x2
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