Yung Purp - Untitled (feat. 2x) Lyrics

Yea, I grew up section eight housing, it was so rough, man, it was so tough (it was tough)
Nowadays, I be with the gang, we be turning up, smoking so damn much (so damn much)
Racks, Racks, Racks, only thing on my mind, and my bitch's butt (and her butt)
Rat, Rat, Rat, my homie an informer, I can feel it in my gut (in my gut)
Yea, I grew up section eight housing, it was so rough, man, it was so tough (it was tough)
Nowadays, I be with the gang, we be turning up, smoking so damn much (so damn much)
Racks, Racks, Racks, only thing on my mind, and my bitch's butt (and her butt)
Rat, Rat, Rat, my homie an informer, I can feel it in my gut (in my gut)
I can feel it in my gut (woah, woah)
Young nigga, I ain't never gave a f*ck (yea, yea)
We the youngest in the city, turn it up (turn it up)
Purp moving wocky, yea, he got a double cup (doubled up)
Call me 2x 'cause I'm finna double up (double up)
Nigga, I'm a lion, all these lil niggas pups
Nigga, I ain't lying, gang never letting up
Nigga, I ain't crying, been knew it wasn't easy (never easy)
'Member moms was tripping, now she see me on TV (tv)
Dreaming 'bout bands, now I'm touching it in 3D (3d)
Bitch been sold, throw the lob to Aminskii (minskii)
I'm the team gunner; still, you could never plea me (plea me)
I'm the youngest member; still, you could never see me (see me)
Good in my hood; still, never been too carefree (carefree)
Lurking late night, niggas say I'm getting creepy (creepy)
Got a bad bitch, legs open, saying, "Eat me" (eat me)
Yea, I grew up section eight housing, it was so rough, man, it was so tough (so tough)
Nowadays, I be with the gang, we be turning up, smoking so damn much (too much)
Racks, Racks, Racks, only thing on my mind, and my bitch's butt (woah, woah)
Rat, Rat, Rat, my homie an informer, I can feel it in my gut (yea, yea)
Yea, I grew up section eight housing, it was so rough, man, it was so tough (so tough)
Nowadays, I be with the gang, we be turning up, smoking so damn much (too much)
Racks, Racks, Racks, only thing on my mind, and my bitch's butt (and her butt)
Rat, Rat, Rat, my homie an informer, I can feel it in my gut (yea, yea)
2x with me, woah, woah, we riding hot
2x with me, yea, yea, we sending shots
I'm finna crash 2x, grab the wheel, I'm off the wock
Hurry up, 2x, I'm going 220, I can't stop
I remember tryna make it out the hood without a plan
Now I'm popping percs and taking trips, straight to Japan
Blowing 50 racks on f*ckin' drip, just 'cause I can
Walk in all the clubs with all my youngin's, they don't get scanned
Black trucks, and you know the Benz, a Sprinter van
You can't hang with us, this too exclusive, this the fam
Love a thick mixed Spanish mami, with a tan
And TG ain't got no f*ckin' worries, nigga, 'cause I'm the man
Take these drugs, feel a fuzz (feel a fuzz)
Why he told, why he buzz? (why he buzz)
Did you do it, did you does? (did you does)
He only did it, only 'cause
Yea, I grew up section eight housing, it was so rough, man, it was so tough (it was tough)
Nowadays, I be with the gang, we be turning up, smoking so damn much (so damn much)
Racks, Racks, Racks, only thing on my mind, and my bitch's butt (and her butt)
Rat, Rat, Rat, my homie an informer, I can feel it in my gut (in my gut)
Yea, I grew up section eight housing, it was so rough, man, it was so tough (it was tough)
Nowadays, I be with the gang, we be turning up, smoking so damn much (so damn much)
Racks, Racks, Racks, only thing on my mind, and my bitch's butt (and her butt)
Rat, Rat, Rat, my homie an informer, I can feel it in my gut (in my gut)
Drako, you hear me?