Ay, now, hahaha Yuh! Ay, now, hahaha Yuh! AJ, Young Ass 2K Shot for shot, she goin' down, whore She know I'ma rapper Prolly why she gettin' down for Clean, Clean Shawti Know she hasn't been around, no Fucked 'er three times She be askin' for a round fo' Shawty super thicc, yuh She gon' slop the top In New York I Milly Rock I dropped some bands all on my watch Oh my god Oh my fuckin' god, oh my, oh my god I ain't never love no fuckin' thot But, she might change my mind On my fuckin' grind From the bottom, where I started, hoe AJ, Young Ass 2K Drop the bass & go retarded, hoe AJ2K20, go retarded No, don't say that, hoe Ignant as a bitch I make that beat go straight retarded, hoe AJ, Young Ass 2K Shot for shot, she goin' down, whore She know I'ma rapper Prolly why she gettin' down for Clean, Clean Shawti Know she hasn't been around, no Fucked 'er three times She be askin' for a round fo' Shawty super thicc, yuh She gon' slop the top In New York I Milly Rock I dropped some bands all on my watch Oh my god Oh my fuckin' god, oh my, oh my god I ain't never love no fuckin' thot But, she might change my mind On my fuckin' grind From the bottom, where I started, hoe AJ, Young Ass 2K Drop the bass & go retarded, hoe (Ay, hol' up, man) (2020, don't-don't say that, hoe) Ignant as a bitch I make that beat go straight retarded, hoe AJ, Young 2 I'm back Gone for a minute 'Boutta spark that Back' Here for a minute 'Til I'm gone in a minute When I'm gone in a minute Boutta spark that Back' Gone for a minute I'm forgettin' how to act He be rollin' up the Back' Wash it down wit' the Ac' Sip it slow 'til I yak 'Til the eyes roll back & The world turns black & I can't see that, huh Ex loves country Fuck that Get a cowgirl I'ma show 'er how to ride that Fuck the Cowboys Fuck Zeke & it's no cap Shake that ass Pre-game & it's no Dak I ain't even a quarterback Coordinator & We runnin' Dime Three dimes, get a nickel back I don't like the change I'ma fuck a dime Goddamn!

Drippi on clean, whippi on clean Mut tyyli on likane yarrimean? Ku mä hyppään whippiin boy se on siin Ku mä hyppään sen biitin päälle se on douppii jes Beibe venaa ilman housui niinku Iines Ja mä koitan kestää kauemmin ku viimeks Oon ku bully sitä pussyy mä pieksen Se on nii hyvää et haluun herätä sun vierest, uh Wake and bake Tysonii aamust joo mun booboot heavyweight Laitan musaa soimaan samal lasken seteleit Jos on tiukkaa regulate niinku Nate Meen hakee pois sen mikä mulle kuuluu, B Ja sä sait aiemmin mut suuttuu, B Älä kysy mult mitä mulle kuuluu, B Älä kato mua kato vaik YouTubee, uh Fuck sun respectis Mul on vastuit ja plänei mul on bisneksii Tai sit bastu on pääl jos oon chilleis B Mut jos astut mun päälle käy ku viimeks B, uh Iso W niinku Wu, uh Mun Tang ain't nuttin ta fuck with Ei sil välii mis mä meen vaa mist mä tuun Selkäranka ei kräkkää oon kasvanu Haksis Nykyää liian harval on moraaleit Koittanu jeesaa monii mut ne teki vaa ohareit Älkää ihmetelkö jos en enää tosissaa ota teit Ihmetelkö jos näätte mut, mut kävelen ohi teist Ne koitti roikkuu vaa slaikas kii Mut nyt en spendaa enää aikaani Damn joku varmaa spaissas mun weedit No ku menin signaa sun diilin (damn) Drippi on clean, whippi on clean Mut tyyli on likane yarrimean? Ku mä hyppään whippiin boy se on siin Ku mä hyppään sen biitin päälle se on douppii, jes Damn en ees muista millo viimeks Olo ois olluu näi vapaa ja nii fresh Rimssit kiiltää ja jalas uudet sneakerit Vielki pinnal siks en mee deepeiks Drippi on clean, whippi on clean Mut tyyli on likane yarrimean? Ku mä hyppään whippiin boy se on siin Ku mä hyppään sen biitin päälle se on douppii, jes Damn en ees muista millo viimeks Olo ois olluu näi vapaa ja nii fresh Rimssit kiiltää ja jalas uudet sneakerit Vielki pinnal siks en mee deepeiks

It's 4 o'clock, the rain has stopped He's in too deep, he ran out of luck Nowhere he can go And his old friends, they left the spot Because of the little time he's got Not that they ever warned him though If you can't give her space We're afraid it's too late You got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother All he thinks: the love is gone The broken-hearted they must be strong You still got us Well there's this yearning in the stomach Pain and doubt by why she done it And pride that tells him to shut up If you can't give her space We're afraid it's too late You got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother And if you're willing to fight Then you'll make it allright You just got to let her go now Or we can't help you, brother