YUNG FIEND
[Verse 1]
Okay, lemme start this off by addressing the elephant in the room
I got a bad shorty, and she left me to this crack-head dude
I don't know why she did it, but she said she needed room
I jump into the convo, let the heater zoom
I whipped out the dustpan, made her eat the broom
I might just take her out the house, let her live with her moves
Army men get PTSD when the heater boom
Lеt choppa unload, so when he come back, hе know what to do
I'ma let her watch, only she need to know
You can hear it in Denali when it's freezing cold
She finna blow like the wind, make her see the score
I'ma do my dance, let the heater blow
2 shots to the head, and another to his messed-up brain
I get messy when I throw low cee blow
I don't sample no songs, I'd rather steal the lyrics
You acting tough in front of your bro, you being delirious
If you trying to act like a gang member, I'ma get serious
I ain't got no money for you, Monopoly's all I have
I ain't hit you yet, 'cause you look bad
Stupid, ugly, and ratchet, that's all I need now
I covered his body in the dirt, he hard to find now
You was talking smack, I'm opening up your mind now
I came home menacing, but I'm kind now
I put a smile on her face, she mine now
I used to be blue, I'm cyan now
[Chorus]
You don't wanna be seen by me, I'm a young fiend
I don't like feeling dirt when I shoot, keep the gun cleaned
Acting like you blind, don't be dumb with me
I ain't taking you to Chuck E. Cheese, you ain't gon' have fun with me
I take her to crib for Netflix and Coke, ain't getting no love from me
Don't call me on the phone, or you gon' be gunned by me
[Verse 2]
I-I-I just called up the plug, he said he could hook me up
I'm riding 'round with me, myself, and I, and you know you gon' have to book me up
Don't call me on the phone if you ain't even gon' look me up
She drink me like a Sprite, she shook me up
I looked up at the mirror, I looked messed up
Blood got me dripping, I was dressed up
This verse got me up like the sky like I was being cheffed up
[Chorus]
You don't wanna be seen by me, I'm a young fiend
I don't like feeling dirt when I shoot, keep the gun cleaned
Acting like you blind, don't be dumb with me
I ain't taking you to Chuck E. Cheese, you ain't gon' have fun with me
I take her to crib for Netflix and Coke, ain't getting no love from me
Don't call me on the phone, or you gon' be gunned by me