2 Yung lyrics

[Intro]
This that wah-wah
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Wanna see me lose, ho (Ayy, ayy)
But I'm too young to (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chrous]
I know they wanna see me lose, ho
But I’m too young to sing the blues, though
Know you can't stand to see me win, b*tch
So I'm gon’ do that sh*t again, b*tch
I know they wanna see me lose, ho
But I'm too young to sing the blues, though
Know you can't stand to see me win, b*tch
So I'm gon' do that sh*t again, b*tch

[Verse]
f*ck is you tellin' me really? He think he the man but he silly
I'm stackin' that cheese like a Philly, I’m ’bout to go get me a milli'
I gotta go run up the bread, I f*ck her and f*ck up her head
f*ck ’em, I fill 'em with lead, so f*ck what he said
Picture me givin' a f*ck
Picture me rollin' the digits I’m holdin', got all of my n*ggas in luck
And all of the b*tches in lust, and all of my music be slappin', I'm slappin' a fifth of the cappin'
And most of these n*ggas be cappin', and most of 'em shouldn't be rappin'
Young, keepin' it real, factual, f*ck how you feel
Curvin' a f*ck out a deal, swervin' a f*ck out the wheel
I'm swangin' for fences, you layin' defenses, I'm feedin' my brother
We straight from the trenches, you do it for likes and we did it for riches
My n*ggas is royal, these n*ggas is b*tches
I swear that it's different, I gleam and I glisten
I'm sorry that I cannot dance with your missus, I'm heavy with all of these bands in my bridges
They settle, I set up the semi-intentions
Hope that I never regret my decisions
n*ggas be playin' it safe, I cannot relate, my greatness I cannot debate
I need me a crib by the lake
Somewhere where I'm far from the Jakes
Somewhere where I'm far from the snakes
Raisin' it, raisin' the stakes, your Mama done raised her a fake
I'm starin' my feet in her face, I'm 'bout to go make me a place
'Bout to make me a plate, (Ay) I might take a seat, ay
[Chorus]
I know they wanna see me lose, ho (Ayy, ayy)
But I'm too young to sing the blues, though
Know you can't stand to see me win, b*tch
So I'm gon' do that sh*t again, b*tch
I know they wanna see me lose, ho
But I'm too young to sing the blues, though
Know you can't stand to see me win, b*tch
So I'm gon' do that sh*t again, b*tch

[Outro]
(Know you can't stand to see me, b*tch)
(Know you can't-know you can't-know you can't stand to see me, b*tch)
(b*tch)
(b*tch)