121

Aye, aye, aye Y-y-y-yeah 121 121 (One) I don't f*ck with 12 Right after one (After one) Boy I duck the cops I got to run (I gotta go) You ain't gone play me like a fucking chump I do what the f*ck I want When the motha f*ck I want Came to the slop If you top, then you may get the tongue Heard you a freak Man, girl go 'head and show me sum Cum for me, girl you know I love it I ain't trippin' just let me touch it Yeah How you mean you ain't heard of da team Man it's kill everything YSB-SBZ And I'm wildin' hella childish And my people actin' modest They be cheesin' Grill be shinnin' And these women straight from college She be like "oh, you stylin' " Chico became my stylist I rock rubber bands, no diamonds And I'm known to spend that knowledge I mean, you got it all from the jugg I got this shit from a book I stay home with the gang We got drugs from the crooks Fuckin' my system up It's about time you about to give it up Damn Chynna can we chill or what Need that gas, girl I fill you up I'on really know those niggas Smash like I'on know bitches Tattoo that YSB Damn man I'm just fuckin' witchu Yeah 121, 121 (One) I don't f*ck with 12 Right after one (After one) Cop pull me over And I finna run (Skrrt skrrt) You can fuckin' hear us You can see us come Yeah (Yeah, yeah) Stay tuned nigga Starting a new world SBZ-YSB Young trap boys in this mothafucka (Yeah, yeah, yeah)