Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive? Uh, look
XL Eagle made it
G, when I eat I'm a sleepy-ass nigga
Steak rolls, Ruth Chris eatin'-ass nigga
Wear my jeans with the European cut
South Central, Compton, Watts
We don't give a f*ck
Grew up eatin' sugar sandwiches
Went to Big 5, stole New Balances
Lil' bad motherf*cker
Always in shit but never got in trouble
Birthday money, made it double
My uncle Jason gave me a hundred
I hit the ground runnin'
Hand broke for the summer
Got into a fight and I won it
Got my first gun, shit gon fun
Around the hood askin' niggas
Where they from
Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive?
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Master got momentum
Niggas can't f*ck with 'em
Always on point like the money
Just stuck with 'em
Ain't no chill, young nigga take pills
Vacuum seal, wrap it up and then send
Pull up with a bitch Coutured to the floor
Car got ground when I put it to the floor
Burnt, fresh tee shirt
I remember when I used to play in the dirt
Then walk in the house, get cussed out
Used to have to tell my mama calm down
Matter fact, I'm out, gettin' into trouble
Shit get crazy when I get with my cousin
We some lil' bad motherf*ckers
Into everything
Hang around the spots tryna get in the gang
Finally got in now we out trippin'
Now we out hustlin' tryna get a million
Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive?
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
G Perico - Trust Nothing Lyrics
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Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive? Uh, look
XL Eagle made it
G, when I eat I'm a sleepy-ass nigga
Steak rolls, Ruth Chris eatin'-ass nigga
Wear my jeans with the European cut
South Central, Compton, Watts
We don't give a f*ck
Grew up eatin' sugar sandwiches
Went to Big 5, stole New Balances
Lil' bad motherf*cker
Always in shit but never got in trouble
Birthday money, made it double
My uncle Jason gave me a hundred
I hit the ground runnin'
Hand broke for the summer
Got into a fight and I won it
Got my first gun, shit gon fun
Around the hood askin' niggas
Where they from
Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive?
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Master got momentum
Niggas can't f*ck with 'em
Always on point like the money
Just stuck with 'em
Ain't no chill, young nigga take pills
Vacuum seal, wrap it up and then send
Pull up with a bitch Coutured to the floor
Car got ground when I put it to the floor
Burnt, fresh tee shirt
I remember when I used to play in the dirt
Then walk in the house, get cussed out
Used to have to tell my mama calm down
Matter fact, I'm out, gettin' into trouble
Shit get crazy when I get with my cousin
We some lil' bad motherf*ckers
Into everything
Hang around the spots tryna get in the gang
Finally got in now we out trippin'
Now we out hustlin' tryna get a million
Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive?
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive? Uh, look
XL Eagle made it
G, when I eat I'm a sleepy-ass nigga
Steak rolls, Ruth Chris eatin'-ass nigga
Wear my jeans with the European cut
South Central, Compton, Watts
We don't give a f*ck
Grew up eatin' sugar sandwiches
Went to Big 5, stole New Balances
Lil' bad motherf*cker
Always in shit but never got in trouble
Birthday money, made it double
My uncle Jason gave me a hundred
I hit the ground runnin'
Hand broke for the summer
Got into a fight and I won it
Got my first gun, shit gon fun
Around the hood askin' niggas
Where they from
Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive?
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Master got momentum
Niggas can't f*ck with 'em
Always on point like the money
Just stuck with 'em
Ain't no chill, young nigga take pills
Vacuum seal, wrap it up and then send
Pull up with a bitch Coutured to the floor
Car got ground when I put it to the floor
Burnt, fresh tee shirt
I remember when I used to play in the dirt
Then walk in the house, get cussed out
Used to have to tell my mama calm down
Matter fact, I'm out, gettin' into trouble
Shit get crazy when I get with my cousin
We some lil' bad motherf*ckers
Into everything
Hang around the spots tryna get in the gang
Finally got in now we out trippin'
Now we out hustlin' tryna get a million
Young nigga, get your rackies
Young nigga, make shit happen
Young nigga, gotta stay fly
What kind of car do you drive?
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing
Big rackies, big bussies
Big reckless, trust nothing