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Description
Youth here sounds like an endless party: white sneakers, a simple T-shirt, and the confidence that this is enough to make the world go round. Everything is a game of speed: cigarette smoke reaching the ceiling, cash in the mattress, plans for a house with a gate and mom in a rocking chair by the pool. A little daring, a little naive, but without the slightest doubt in one's own brilliance. A track like this is like an endless summer: noisy, sticky with sweet smoke, and full of the feeling that tomorrow will be even brighter.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Yeah, huh, real player
I'm the youngest player out, yeah, ay
She ain't never met a nigga like me
Slim thick bitch, French tips on the feet
Young nigga, but I move like an OG (OG)
When I'm outside, super fresh, super clean (super clean)
White ones on, with a plain white tee (skrrt)
Think I'm 'bout to freeze, 'cause I'm so icy (ice, ice)
If her head good, then I might keep
Comin' back to her when I'm feelin' like a freak
Jump from the back, straight to the front
Pull up, handle business, young nigga get it done
Ain't looking for no wife, girl, I'm just having fun (yeah)
I don't want your heart, baby, I just want your tongue
I keep coughin', there's gas in my lungs
Every day, runnin' up the funds
Wit' a thick bitch, shawty got buns (damn)
Shawty ass bigger than the sun (yeah)
We living life (life, nigga, we just living, man)
I'm super fly (young nigga, I'm super fly, get flyer than my DJ, man)
I get so high (yeah, nigga, I'm high every day, smoke weed every day)
Go to the sky
Can't be sittin' 'round on my ass
Here to stay, hit you for the damn cash
Back then, used to put a nigga last
But I was the first jit to go and run him up a bag
Rollie on, but I still came in late
Big lobster tail with a steak
I'ma move mama somewhere far away
In a big house wit' a big gate
They sell J, mobbin' on a under (on a under)
My OG in a town got me runnin' (got me runnin')
I'm sideways (sideways), actin' a fool (actin' a fool)
Chipped up, tryna see what it do
Look at you movin', I hit her with a tactic
Now I'm stuffin' blues in this motherfuckin' mattress (damn, bitch, you doing good)
Bitch, I'm a boy
Fuck around and spend a hunnid up just for practice
In the Gra-Grand National (in the Gra-Grand National)
And my 50-50 nasty (and my 50-50 nasty)
I be all in the ghetto
Chain on a hunnid, and every stone natural
Why you being so irrational?
Geeked up, getting top down, you on the patio
Heated up, I just did a circle in a manual
She out of pocket, I don't give a fuck because I be carin' too (good job)
We living life (living life, nigga, we just living, man)
I'm super fly (young nigga, I'm super fly, get flyer than my DJ, man)
I get so high (yeah, nigga, I'm high every day, smoke weed every day)
Go to the sky
Mr. Skii, baby, yeah
Ay, Skii, Skii