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idc - $tupid young lyrics

‘d*mn chef, you made this?’

[hook]
there ain’t no n*gga on this earth that i fear
getting to the bag, tryna make sure it’s secure
friends turn to strangers when this friendship getting weird
n*ggas always want favors, i was down you wasn’t there
riding with that thing, p*ssy n*gga don’t you dare
paranoia on my brain cause my n*ggas isn’t here
got my bag up, n*ggas started to appear
take a look inside my eyes you can tell that idc

[verse 1]
grew up in a crack spot all because my dads fault
now i came up feel like i just hit the jackpot
foreign switch lanes with a .30 in my stash box
n*ggas touch my chain ima leave them on thе asphalt
i ain’t playin games b*tch i do this sh*t for real
how i’m indepеndent living like i got a deal
got my baby boy living comfy on a hill
but if a n*gga wanna try me im still quick to do a drill

[bridge]
i can’t tell the difference when these n*ggas start to act funny
sh*t was all good way before i made some rap money
never thought you would, n*ggas really turn they backs on me
throwing up my hood like a n*gga with a back to me
[hook]
there ain’t no n*gga on this earth that i fear
getting to the bag, tryna make sure it’s secure
friends turn to strangers when this friendship getting weird
n*ggas always want favors, i was down you wasn’t there
riding with that thing, p*ssy n*gga don’t you dare
paranoia on my brain cause my n*ggas isn’t here
got my bag up, n*ggas started to appear
take a look inside my eyes you can tell that idc

[verse 2]
they be taking pics with them sticcs but don’t shoot n*ggas
only tell the truth everytime im in the booth n*gga
check his background everytime that we recruit n*ggas
opps cliquing up got me laughing like ‘that’s cute n*gga’
i ain’t tryna brag but them n*ggas can’t get rid of us
all that tough act really, p*ssy you a cl*toris
if i didn’t rap, pull the strap, make you give it up
you ain’t got no bag, only check you got was stimulus

[bridge]
running to the money in these diors i go faster
i just want some peace, something that i’m tryna master
part time rapper
part time trapper
my young n*gga got a ghost gonna turn you into casper
[hook]
there ain’t no n*gga on this earth that i fear
getting to the bag, tryna make sure it’s secure
friends turn to strangers when this friendship getting weird
n*ggas always want favors, i was down you wasn’t there
riding with that thing, p*ssy n*gga don’t you dare
paranoia on my brain cause my n*ggas isn’t here
got my bag up, n*ggas started to appear
take a look inside my eyes you can tell that idc

- tupid young lyrics

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