[Intro]

(Hrr, hrr, yah)

[Verse]

Damn, big back, choose yo' side, huh

Wake up, yeah, right to the grind

Damn, he hide in the hole with his mind

We'll hop in his ride, the [?] ready, slide

I [?] on his [?], a one dollar sign

That boy, he gon' die, tryna play rolling mine

These niggas gon' hate on you, like, all the time

Look over that shit, Stevie Wonder, I'm blind

I'on owe niggas shit, niggas don't be my kind

[?] don't be shit, bitch, I'm one of a kind

What? That boy got a blick, but he really a pie

Is your homie a [?], but he could get you [?]?

Da-damn, that's me, I'ma tell you I'm fine

But I really could do it like, like yah, [?]

Gonna chill with my bitch, boy, I ain't tryna fight

I be rapping my feelings, I don't gotta write

Know I ain't lookin' left 'cause a nigga real right

Cut way to my turn, tryna make it tonight

'Cause I been tryna make it, re-real nigga can't fake it

Clip longer than the place, I don't gotta explain shit

I-I-I got niggas I hated, what I got, you can't replace it, on God, yah

[Outro]

Come on (Yah)

Yung Hollow (Hrr, hrr, hrr)