I miss you Bryce
Y2 is that you?
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah (Yeah)
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah (Spazz)
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah (Yeah)
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah (Spazzatron)
Got my head up like a nosebleed but I got them floor seats (Yeah)
Why they acting like they know me? All these niggas phony (Yeah)
I'm way better than the old me now she wanna blow me
Yeah, and I swear that they can't hold me, balling like a goalie
Move too fast I walked right past her, I ain't take no glance
And they wanna take me out the game but they won't get a chance
One day Prada belt, next day I got Rhude on the pants
And I don't need no gun to beat you, let me see your hands
And I flow too nice, but I'm not nice sometimes I get real mad
You try me twice, he rolled the dice and now that nigga sad
I need some ice, I count it thrice and let that money add
Shoutout to Bryce, we sippin' Sprite it take away the sad
I-I get fly and you can too lil boy, sike nah that shit ain't true
I walked out in the nighttime on some chill shit, Virgil on the shoe
I don't wanna mess with her, I know she want me to, she stick like glue
I be chilling I don't text nobody, so you won't know just where I'm going to
I get them racks, I stack it
They calling me an addict
I don't know why she tracking
I said I'm never lacking
I'm walking in, she see me (Woah)
Look Mom I'm on the TV (Yeah)
Three wishes, ain't got no genie (Yeah)
Sitting back eating my linguine (Yuh)
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah (Yeah)
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah (Yeah)
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah
It's Young Spazzatron, it's Young Spazzatron, yeah (Yuh)
Got my head up like a nosebleed but I got them floor seats (What?)
Why they acting like they know me? All these niggas phony (Yeah)
I'm way better than the old me now she wanna blow me (Go)
Yeah, and I swear that they can't hold me, balling like a goalie