2000s Baby lyrics

[Intro]
How the f*ck you say yo name, twin?

[Chorus]
They gon' say I'm better than Wayne Carter when this sh*t over
Try to spin, we shoot off the lil' tires on that Corola
2000's baby, but I know how to work a Motorola
2000's baby, but I know how to whip it up with soda
Whenever trap get dry as hell, we rerock Coca-Cola
If I ever go back broke as hell, turn heat up on the stove
My young n*gga wild as hell, we spin, I'on know why he shot at the stroller
My young n*gga wild as hell, pull up with sticks like this Magnolia

[Verse]
My young n*gga slime as hell, ain't Young Thug but n*gga still king cobra
My n*gga protect the door to the traphouse with a stick on side his shoulder
Same young n*gga walkin' round with a stick, I just got older
3.5 in a Backwood, finna roll like a pro bowler
I just poured a 4 of the Wockhardt, I got Ebola
I just sold a fake THC cart, I'm a pro troller
This ho wanna slurp all the meat up, I'on even know her
I serve a n*gga cut lean, he don't know he drinkin' oil
n*gga want a gram, I serve this sh*t inside aluminum foil
Get out the sto', n*gga can't cook the dope he made it boil
n*gga flag same color as the damn Chicago Bulls
n*gga tuck yo chain, this young n*gga wildin', snatching jewelry
n*gga duck yo brain, this young n*gga wildin, snatchin' souls
Young n*gga in that water deep, he drownin [?] in a pool
Young n*gga with me bangin' B ain't cool, the young n*gga bool
Young n*ggas ain't no handyman, but know how to handle tools
Lil' bro lie on the ground, lil bro need help
Lil' bro shot twice and then step back, I think he Steph
Lil' bro 15 throwin' signs, I think he deaf
Hit a lick and leave no trace, expertise theft
Get 'em knocked off for low price, a lil' cheap death
Junkie beggin' me for dope, he got stink breath
In the traphouse trappin' dope like Japanese chef
I just need some money, and the junkie need meth
Seen my wodie shanked, almost seen him bleed out
I seen 12 on a lick, had to sneak out
Know this n*gga snitched, know he got a cheese mouth
Come to traphouse, it's a Draco under the couch
When I'm geeked up n*gga my eyes look like ni hao
b*tch in interrogation room, this n*gga turned into Minnie Mouse
Hit a lick on another trap and the trap seein' drought
You want smoke we finna pull up, see who been 'bout
[Chorus]
They gon' say I'm better than Wayne Carter when this sh*t over
Try to spin, we shoot off the lil' tires on that Corola
2000's baby, but I know how to work a Motorola
2000's baby, but I know how to whip it up with soda
Whenever trap get dry as hell, we rerock Coca-Cola
If I ever go back broke as hell, turn heat up on the stove
My young n*gga wild as hell, we spin I’on know why he shot at the stroller
My young n*gga wild as hell, pull up with sticks like this Magnolia