[Intro: NLE Choppa]

Yeah

NLE, Top Shotta

Baby Mexico Choppa

Yeah, what we on, Blueface? How we comin'?

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: NLE Choppa]

I am a

[Chorus :Henri Belolo, Victor Willis & Jacques Morali]

Young man, there's no need to feel down, I said

Young man, pick yourself off the ground, I said

Young man, cause you're in a new town

There's no need to be unhappy

Young man, there's a place you can go, I said

Young man, when you're short on your dough you can

Stay there and I'm sure you will find

Many ways to have a good time

[INTRO: NLE CHOPPA]

Yeah, what we on, Blueface? How we comin'?

Yeah, yеah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yеah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: NLE Choppa]

I am a menace, keep me a rack just like tennis

I'm with the shit like I'm Dennis

I started this shit, I'ma finish

Niggas be hatin', tryna blemish my image

Who want the smoke? .223 came with the scope

Extended clip long as a rope

We wipe his nose, just like he had him a cold

I knew that boy was a ho

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]

Pull up with the gang, you know that we bangin'

What is your set, nigga? What is you claimin'?

I am a beast, you cannot tame it

Don't point a finger, this shit can get dangerous

These niggas hatin', these niggas plottin'

Ooh, he got money? I'm runnin' his wallet

You say you a killer, lil' nigga, stop it

In a shootout, your gun was droppin'

You really a ho

You pull up, I let that bitch blow

And just like some tissue, we wipin' your nose

I was on stage with the strap at my show

If you play, I'ma blow, put a tag on your toe

Wet a nigga up, send him straight to the doctor

Two bullets in his chest, make the fuck nigga holler

I'm a big dog, Great Dane, nigga, you a toddler

Bitch nigga, you my son, so that make me a father, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: NLE Choppa]

I am a

[Verse 2: Henri Belolo, Victor Willis & Jacques Morali]

Young man, are you listening to me? I said

Young man, what do you want to be? I said

Young man, you can make real your dreams

But you've got to know this one thing

No man does it all by himself, I said

Young man, put your pride on the shelf

And just go there, to the Y.M.C.A

I'm sure they can help you today

[Verse 3: Blueface]

Blueface, baby

Yeah, yeah, aight

Bitch, I'm a Loc, MAC with the scope

I am big homie, one phone call, they go

Pick the wrong side, Glock put him courtside

Now he watchin' it shoot from the floor

Ooh, hold up, hold up, hold up, let me switch the flow

Choppa got a chopper, make a wrong move, bet he pop ya

Bitch call me daddy, bitch call me papa

That boy bologna, bitch, I'm vegan

You know if I hit it, then it was on cam-

[Outro: Henri Belolo, Victor Willis & Jacques Morali]

Y.M.C.A. and just go to the

Y.M.C.A

Young man, young man, I was once in your shoes

Young man, young man, I was down with the blues