Hit U Like

[Verse 1: Youngin] This is such a remarkable sound, something beautiful That feel good familiar vibe though it's new to you Yeah girl I'll take the two of you Because you've been telling all night the freaky things you would do Homeboy I brought them shooters too I put the nail in the coffin, you're not even a cuticle So watch the way you act cause you will get slapped And then clapped in the back with a mac It's too real, my vocal cords are those of a dragon The ultimate one, I'm guaranteed to get tagged in I'm not bragging I just know what I'm capable of Something inescapable take it in blood Youngin's the one, the second and third don't exist The only way it will is if they cloned this I own this lane homie drive in your own Going at the wrong speed here will shatter your bones, come on [Hook: Youngin] I have tried to warn you niggas that you can not fuck with me I don't know why you keep trying you need to stop completely I do this nigga, I do this (what) You knew this nigga, you knew this (yeah) But since you insist I'ma hit you like (Sheesh) [Verse 2: Youngin] Second verse it gets worse, it gets no better than this Amateurs drink veteran piss Out of your double cups, I stay with the bubble guts Ready to shit on a mic as soon as I'm placed up in front of one The face of a youngin but the flow is OG Bacdafucup nigga you don't know me Especially wearing them tight ass jeans And them girlie ass colors looking like a queen When I write it's something like the bite of a pit bull Been slicing and dicing rap all my life and ain't get full I feel like the souls of Pac and Biggie has gotten in me Somehow and they're rocking with me You gots to give me the props but if not I won't trip I hear what I'm saying, I know I'm the shit I don't need for you to tell me that Because I been shitting on the mic so bad, it won't be long before you're smelling it [Hook: Youngin] [Verse 3: Youngin] Tha Premier Tape, something special and unforgettable A small reminder of how far I am ahead of you Really though, I'm in another dimension "Hello, can you hear me" I take time when constructing a verse To make sure every line is abundant in worth I'm out of tune because the game is full of autotune These niggas ain't got it, I done had it since my mother's womb Damn, I be feeling myself Since I'm my only competition, guess I'm killing myself I'm so sick with it I need to be healing my health But the only antidote is a million in wealth Me, I just want to be chilling, reclining Lost to the world like on Gilligan's Island Living with women dressed in linen cooking me dinner I'm a motherfucking winner nigga [Hook: Youngin]