Little youngin' who you talking to
Check the time
Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew
After 9
We got daggers, we correct
We gon' point em at yo' neck
Benz truck
Or a coupe
We still gon' cut it up
We don't give a damn about you rich boys
We gon' f*ck it up
Slice slice slice slice
We pull up
So now yo' shooters actin nice
See now us we from the gutter
Down under
So we gon' f*ck up all this money
Faster than we count it up
Claiming you up next
Well to that I do detest
F*ck with us
We noose you up
And hang you by a palm tree
This is real
Not a game
Ain't no damn reviving
F*ck yo guns
We got blades
What's that sound
When I slice
It go
Little youngin' who you talking to
Check the time
Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew
After 9
We got daggers, we correct
We gon' point em at yo' neck
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Little youngin' who you talking to
Check the time
Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew
After 9
We got daggers, we correct
We gon' point em at yo' neck
Benz truck
Or a coupe
We still gon' cut it up
We don't give a damn about you rich boys
We gon' f*ck it up
Slice slice slice slice
We pull up
So now yo' shooters actin nice
See now us we from the gutter
Down under
So we gon' f*ck up all this money
Faster than we count it up
Claiming you up next
Well to that I do detest
F*ck with us
We noose you up
And hang you by a palm tree
This is real
Not a game
Ain't no damn reviving
F*ck yo guns
We got blades
What's that sound
When I slice
It go
Little youngin' who you talking to
Check the time
Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew
After 9
We got daggers, we correct
We gon' point em at yo' neck
Check the time
Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew
After 9
We got daggers, we correct
We gon' point em at yo' neck
Benz truck
Or a coupe
We still gon' cut it up
We don't give a damn about you rich boys
We gon' f*ck it up
Slice slice slice slice
We pull up
So now yo' shooters actin nice
See now us we from the gutter
Down under
So we gon' f*ck up all this money
Faster than we count it up
Claiming you up next
Well to that I do detest
F*ck with us
We noose you up
And hang you by a palm tree
This is real
Not a game
Ain't no damn reviving
F*ck yo guns
We got blades
What's that sound
When I slice
It go
Little youngin' who you talking to
Check the time
Aye yo boi it's past yo' curfew
After 9
We got daggers, we correct
We gon' point em at yo' neck
Writer: Luke van Ster
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