Young n*gga World lyrics

[Hook: Jimmy Wopo]
These b*tches is overrated
These b*tches is irritating
I’m whipping and stripping it naked
Then wrap it in decoration
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
Relaxing and marinating
I’m sipping on some of the greatest
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga’s world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it

[Verse 1: Jimmy Wopo]
I put them goons on your ass
I put them goons on your anus
Lil bro, he shoot at your head
Lil n*gga tryna ball on Uranus
Young n*gga ballin’ with satan
Young n*gga pull up with satan
Lil bro owe 18 like he paintin’
Green xannys we poppin’ them planktons
A baby bottle, no blanket
A baby bottle, no blanket
I’m talkin’ ‘bout that Easter pink sh*t
I’m at your door, trick or treat sh*t
The plug know just what I’m thinking
n*gga better die, give me a reason
The kitchen and chicken, no season
I’m MVP of the season
[Hook: Jimmy Wopo]
These b*tches is overrated
These b*tches is irritating
I’m whipping and stripping it naked
Then wrap it in decoration
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
Relaxing and marinating
I’m sipping on some of the greatest
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga’s world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it

[Verse 2: Hardo]
I don’t drink Effen but
This FN plastic
And I’ll shoot it
And I ain’t talkin’ baskets
b*tch I’m the brick man
Not like fantastic
Bringing them sticks man
It’s gon’ be a tragic
The dope in the futon
More powder than newborns
b*tch I’m cut like the Groupon
b*tch I’m hot, you just lukewarm
So much work to put you on
I don’t want you ho, move on
On the salad like croutons
Me and Jimmy, no Neutron
Your man keep on talking
You gon’ be his witness
Nah I don’t own sh*t
But I’m ‘bout my business
I ride with the hot metal
And I ain’t talking bridges
In LA lifting pounds
And I ain’t talking fitness
In the cut just like stitches
With that rod like I’m fishing
Keep a MAC, Larry Fishman
Just to do ‘em, chopper’s instant
You got robbed, you ridiculous
Never strapped, you like syphilis
Got the racks just like tennis
Getting mouth like a denist
[Hook: Jimmy Wopo]
These b*tches is overrated
These b*tches is irritating
I’m whipping and stripping it naked
Then wrap it in decoration
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
Relaxing and marinating
I’m sipping on some of the greatest
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga’s world
The world where the young n*gga make it
This is a young n*gga world
The world where the young n*gga make it