[Lyric] Young (J.R. Donato)

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
Bet a young nigga get this money
Bet a young nigga stack that bread
Bet a young nigga fuck your bitch
Bet a young nigga get that head
Bet a young nigga, bet a young, bet a young
Bet a young nigga, bet a young, bet a young

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]
Bet Imma make it rain when I'm done
Got one chain, ain't enough
Need two, just cause I got one
Imma need a crate, just to fill this bitch up
Talk about raw, fuck a nigga car
Imma need the plane, just to say it's goin up
Bottle of the ace, fuck niggas outa luck
I don't even drink nigga, what with the double ccup?
Who the fuck said northside ain't poppin?
Bodies be droppin, all types of shit in my closet
I'm ballen, tell me who barkin
Fuck all that shit, I'm the hardest, hangin with Wiz and them
Fuckin with Carnage, this shit on my mind
Told them Imma kill them soon as I sign
Tryna get rich, fuck minemom wage
Jump in that trap, hop in that cave
Don't know how to act, put them choppers away
If I pour up the Ak, Imma need me an 8
There's niggas who die, just tryna be great
The clip only got 4, but it look like 8
The chopper so clean, it looked like it baithed
I whipped up some raw, I'm ready to bake
[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
Bet a young nigga get this money
Bet a young nigga stack that bread
Bet a young nigga fuck your bitch
Bet a young nigga get that head
Bet a young nigga, bet a young, bet a young
Bet a young nigga, bet a young, bet a young

[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Hope them dumb niggas gon die with ya
Ain't gettin money, I'm done with ya
Just to see if you Taylor Gang, have Wiz come and smoke blunts with ya
Rollin papers, like fuck swishers
Bad bitches, more bad bitches
Get the money, they fuck with ya
Pray to god they get stuck with ya
Ain't down to ride, you get slumpped, niggga
We don't fuck with no tag along
Backstage with that wax, KK what we smokin on
Had a light show, show a nigga how to roll strong
Good shit nigga, so you bound to sweat
Made a little cake, so you proud of that
Hit a nigga up for a pound of that
KK, we gonna need a pound of that
Double up the Perks, another alnse of that
Bang bang tell a nigga to bounce to that
Big strap, we be at your house with that
AK, sleepin on the couch with that
[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
Bet a young nigga get this money
Bet a young nigga stack that bread
Bet a young nigga fuck your bitch
Bet a young nigga get that head
Bet a young nigga, bet a young, bet a young
Bet a young nigga, bet a young, bet a young