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Young300 that's the gang, we up on the rise
I won't switch up on the gang, nah I won't switch up on the guys
They be asking how I made it I'm like, "How they so surprised?"
Don't be up on that snake shit nah, don't be switching sides
Nigga talking crazy we might send him to the sky
Yeah that nigga must wanna die, yeah his family they gon cry
Yeah his mother she gon sob, send that boy to god
Them boys hopping on the wave, bitch I'm clutching on my rod
Yeah I'm clutching on my stick
Two twin Glocks Lilo & Stitch
Man I heard that nigga snitch, if you tell you getting hit
Heard he working for the jakes yeah I heard that nigga fed
And I ain't talking bout the game, but that nigga get Left 4 Dead
He keep talking on 300 that boy can get filled with led
Yes I'm sipping on that tris, bitch I'm pouring up that red
No I can't fuck with a snake, please get out my way
Yeah these niggas in my comments wouldn't say it to my face
Yeah sometimes I just pray, pray for better days
Yeah all these evil spirits man I gotta stay away
These niggas hating everyday, but blowing up yeah that's my fate
They may be hating now, but Imma laugh up in they face
They wasn't showing love
Now we going up
They tryna ride the wave, no you cannot fuck with us
Young300 that's the gang, we up on the rise
I won't switch up on the gang, nah I won't switch up on the guys
They be asking how I made it I'm like, "How they so surprised?"
Don't be up on that snake shit nah, don't be switching sides





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