Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Messin' with the wrong ass people
And that shit go south
I don't want no hoe
I don't want no mouth
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Bitch I'm counting on my LMA
I'mma add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
You were sitting back
Acting like you jumped
Off the f*ckin' porch
Ayy of course
Ayy of course
Ayy of course
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Damn
Put yo body in a hole
First things first when I hit the stage
I got everybody bouncing like
They're tripped at a rave
Keep the music loud
'Cause I ain't come to behave
They said Tony slow it down a sec
Wait okay
Scandalous keep myself in trouble
Breaking rules like we some vandalists
Fumbling on those beats now
Give me the mic 'cause
Y'all can't handle this
Bespoke homegrown phenom
Prodigy now I'mma be that
Michigan's own Socrates
F*ck with me
Better bring it to the table if you
F*ck with me
Get that demo out my face
Nah you can't f*ck with me
Need to stop with all the talk
Like you in love with me
Like you in love with me
Bitch
F*ck with me
Better rethink all your choices
Don't you f*ck with me
Get that skinny fist out my face
Don't you f*ck with me
Better stop with all that talk
Like you could f*ck with me
'Cause you can't f*ck with me
Bitch
Light 'em up light 'em up light 'em up
Beat his ass down
Make him throw up all his lunch
If he's got some friends
We gon' tell 'em good luck
Because I got my army with me
And we all suited up
Upstage in the cut
When I spit bitches done for
Then I skrrt skrt off in the 3 door
I need more I'm too wild too mean
Million other copies
But there's just one Tony
I'm like a
Suicide pilot
Dropping bombs
On the nose dive
Pretty soon everyone's asking Tony for a cosign
I'm flattered
But you're getting vetoed little bitch
Funny think you got a chance against the executive
Breaking limbs in the mosh pit
DJ had to stop it
Of course course he had to stop it
Of course course he had to stop it
Of course of course of course
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Bitch I'm counting on my LMA
I'mma add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
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Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Messin' with the wrong ass people
And that shit go south
I don't want no hoe
I don't want no mouth
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Bitch I'm counting on my LMA
I'mma add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
You were sitting back
Acting like you jumped
Off the f*ckin' porch
Ayy of course
Ayy of course
Ayy of course
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Damn
Put yo body in a hole
First things first when I hit the stage
I got everybody bouncing like
They're tripped at a rave
Keep the music loud
'Cause I ain't come to behave
They said Tony slow it down a sec
Wait okay
Scandalous keep myself in trouble
Breaking rules like we some vandalists
Fumbling on those beats now
Give me the mic 'cause
Y'all can't handle this
Bespoke homegrown phenom
Prodigy now I'mma be that
Michigan's own Socrates
F*ck with me
Better bring it to the table if you
F*ck with me
Get that demo out my face
Nah you can't f*ck with me
Need to stop with all the talk
Like you in love with me
Like you in love with me
Bitch
F*ck with me
Better rethink all your choices
Don't you f*ck with me
Get that skinny fist out my face
Don't you f*ck with me
Better stop with all that talk
Like you could f*ck with me
'Cause you can't f*ck with me
Bitch
Light 'em up light 'em up light 'em up
Beat his ass down
Make him throw up all his lunch
If he's got some friends
We gon' tell 'em good luck
Because I got my army with me
And we all suited up
Upstage in the cut
When I spit bitches done for
Then I skrrt skrt off in the 3 door
I need more I'm too wild too mean
Million other copies
But there's just one Tony
I'm like a
Suicide pilot
Dropping bombs
On the nose dive
Pretty soon everyone's asking Tony for a cosign
I'm flattered
But you're getting vetoed little bitch
Funny think you got a chance against the executive
Breaking limbs in the mosh pit
DJ had to stop it
Of course course he had to stop it
Of course course he had to stop it
Of course of course of course
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Bitch I'm counting on my LMA
I'mma add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Messin' with the wrong ass people
And that shit go south
I don't want no hoe
I don't want no mouth
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Bitch I'm counting on my LMA
I'mma add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
You were sitting back
Acting like you jumped
Off the f*ckin' porch
Ayy of course
Ayy of course
Ayy of course
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Damn
Put yo body in a hole
First things first when I hit the stage
I got everybody bouncing like
They're tripped at a rave
Keep the music loud
'Cause I ain't come to behave
They said Tony slow it down a sec
Wait okay
Scandalous keep myself in trouble
Breaking rules like we some vandalists
Fumbling on those beats now
Give me the mic 'cause
Y'all can't handle this
Bespoke homegrown phenom
Prodigy now I'mma be that
Michigan's own Socrates
F*ck with me
Better bring it to the table if you
F*ck with me
Get that demo out my face
Nah you can't f*ck with me
Need to stop with all the talk
Like you in love with me
Like you in love with me
Bitch
F*ck with me
Better rethink all your choices
Don't you f*ck with me
Get that skinny fist out my face
Don't you f*ck with me
Better stop with all that talk
Like you could f*ck with me
'Cause you can't f*ck with me
Bitch
Light 'em up light 'em up light 'em up
Beat his ass down
Make him throw up all his lunch
If he's got some friends
We gon' tell 'em good luck
Because I got my army with me
And we all suited up
Upstage in the cut
When I spit bitches done for
Then I skrrt skrt off in the 3 door
I need more I'm too wild too mean
Million other copies
But there's just one Tony
I'm like a
Suicide pilot
Dropping bombs
On the nose dive
Pretty soon everyone's asking Tony for a cosign
I'm flattered
But you're getting vetoed little bitch
Funny think you got a chance against the executive
Breaking limbs in the mosh pit
DJ had to stop it
Of course course he had to stop it
Of course course he had to stop it
Of course of course of course
Young dumb broke
But my heater go off
In a SRT driving round real slow
When they see yo ass
They gon' pull out a pole
Speed that ass down
I don't need you too loud
When the shot go off
It gon' be right now
Bitch I'm counting on my LMA
I'mma add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
I add it up
Writer: Dante Ramirez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid