Young n*gga lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young n*gga
I'm twisting up the dro like a young n*gga
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young n*gga
I'm still in the streets like a young n*gga
Like a young n*gga, this one for the young n*ggas
Where you from, n*gga? This one for the young n*ggas
For the young n*ggas, this one is for the young n*ggas
Where you from, n*gga? This one for the young n*ggas

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, most my n*ggas rob, they don't got a job
I got a couple young n*ggas that’ll take the charge
So I don't bring a bodyguard, I bring my entourage
Stop the track, pause, R.I.P. to Camouflage
I'm 'bout to pull my yellow 'Rari out the car garage
I got some young n*ggas that’ll hide your body parts

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Twisting fingers in the club, I'm a young n*gga
Got them old n*ggas saying I love that young n*gga
Your whole cliquе buying shots, y'all some broke n*ggas
Pants sagging, flag hanging, I'm a young n*gga
In the club, strappеd up with them guns, n*gga (Southside)
We shooting at the police just for fun, n*gga
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young n*gga
I'm twisting up the dro like a young n*gga
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young n*gga
I'm still in the streets like a young n*gga
Like a young n*gga, this one for the young n*ggas
Where you from, n*gga? This one for the young n*ggas
For the young n*ggas, this one is for the young n*ggas
Where you from, n*gga? This one for the young n*ggas

[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
Ray Charles vision, screaming, "Where's the competition"
Lot of rappers on the carton, man, they swag missing
I'm on that young n*gga sh*t
Shiesty ass n*ggas at my shows robbin' for bricks
Gucci said I'm going hard, Flocka on his sh*t
Total school swag, got these hoes on my di*k
I'm a lotto pick, I'm like, "Which girl to get"
Pulled up on some onset, yellow and black whip
I'm on my Wiz Khalifa sh*t, but I don't do no papers
Fresh up out them papers, haters catch the vapors
Shoes alligators, I'm talking 'bout Jordans
She ain't got enough swag, shawty can't afford 'em (Flocka)

[Hook: Gucci Mane]
My pants sagging low like a young n*gga
I'm twisting up the dro like a young n*gga
I'm in the club thirty deep like a young n*gga
I'm still in the streets like a young n*gga
Like a young n*gga, this one for the young n*ggas
Where you from, n*gga? This one for the young n*ggas
For the young n*ggas, this one is for the young n*ggas
Where you from, n*gga? This one for the young n*ggas