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wizz havinn – young n turnt lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
n+gga, ayy
d+mn, d+mn, n+gga, uh

[chorus]
ayy, young and turnt for real, b+tch, this how i live (n+gga)
rerockin’ the plates and put ’em in the vacuum seal (vacuum seal)
i ain’t gotta rap, b+tch (uh), i’m fresh out the trap, b+tch (yeah)
n+gga tried to count me out, now i done overlapped jit (d+mn)
security know not to touch me, i’m gettin’ my strap in
like where the h+ll the promoter at? i need my backend (hey, man, go get that n+gga)
jit, you broker than a b+tch, you ain’t never count up ten (broke+ass jit)
you ain’t never been in no foreign, you ain’t never hop out benz (d+mn)

[verse]
n+ggas ain’t never hit the mall and put designer on they skin (never)
i’m ducked off in a lil’ slider, i done darkened up the tint (ooh)
n+gga done tore his ass in the street, he motherf+ckin’ skinned (d+mn)
he ain’t got no cheese in his pocket, just some f+ckin’ lint (f+ck)
my asian plug with the buzz, he look like jeremy lin (asian)
she ate that d+ck so good, i think i’m ’bout to marry this b+tch (uh, uh)
big+ass pistol on my hip, man, i can barely carry this b+tch (d+mn)
came up off sellin’ sh+t, talkin’ ’bout weed and the bricks (for sure)
i was f+ckin’ with the glee, n+gga, havin’ all the l!cks (glee, glee)
got a play, but i can’t catch it, give it to my dog, assist (i done passed it)
i done sold so many grams, i had to put some on my wrist (i had to do it)
n+gga was doin’ all that flaggin’, had to put him on the list (d+mn)
everything i drop be lit, i don’t motherf+ckin’ miss (n+gga, uh)
i’ma keep it in the streets, i ain’t finna drop a diss (i ain’t finna drop a diss)
i really grinded for this sh+t, i was out here takin’ risks
(i really grinded for this sh+t, i was out here takin’ risks)
[chorus]
ayy, young and turnt for real (n+gga), b+tch, this how i live (yeah)
rerockin’ the plates and put ’em in the vacuum seal (vacuum seal)
i ain’t gotta rap, b+tch (i ain’t gotta rap), i’m fresh out the trap, b+tch (i’m fresh out the trap)
n+gga tried to count me out, now i done overlapped jit (f+ck ’em)
security know not to touch me, i’m gettin’ my strap in
like where the h+ll the promoter at? i need my backend (man, go get that n+gga right now)
jit, you broker than a b+tch, you ain’t never count up ten (d+mn)
you ain’t never been in no foreign, you ain’t never hop out benz (d+mn, d+mn, d+mn, benz, n+gga)

[outro]
uh, n+gga, uh
uh, n+gga

- wizz havinn lyrics

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