Pretty flame, flock of lights
but I'm afraid of heights
How ironic DJ Young J .D. Los
Yeah, that nigga bought the pain
You heard the name, nothing changed,
Murk the rep, if he call a game,
Put me in the hall of fame,
I'mma love this motherfucker,
Great squad, I love this gang,
I'm a motherfuckin' gangsta,
See these trophies, we winning,
My dime, play a position, she a role model
these rappers actin' like lil' bitch
I shot the ball, y just dribble it,
You niggas sittin' there,
while I'm really gettin' it
I hit the trunk and watch me pop,
They be like, damn, fuck the shot,
Can't fuck with me today,
I'm comin' for all you born to evil
I'm on the beach smokin' reefer,
And every king need a queen,
but it's how you treat her
Shoutout to all my gangsta
There's a lot of legal money
But all you square -ass rappers
Guess you wanna be me, nigga,
go and serve up the chars,
cause I swear I'm from Mars
and nothin' is gonna change that
The rap game if you lookin'
I gotta filter niggas out like Instagram
Hook and jab, hook and jab,
Real niggas do exist, bitch,
Put your motherfucking hands up
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put your motherfucking hands up
Put your motherfucking hands up
Put your motherfuckin' hands up,
Waka, waka, waka, waka, bang
Put your motherfuckin' hands up, up
DJ Young J, when you hear that drop