Bottom of the Map

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Told y'all **** I was gon' keep it street, **** (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Thug motivation 101, man (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

You already know what it is (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Hey, let's get it

It's Young Jizzle from the Bottom of the Map

Got a fifty round clip on the bottom of the strap

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Y'all already know what time it is (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Get your hoods up, your section

I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks

And them OG **** with the, the, the blocks

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

(Hey, hey, hey, hey) You already know, hey

I'm strapped up, I'm iced out

A **** play, it's lights out

Cost a cool quarter million, that's how you'll find me

Swerving through traffic with them goons behind me

You better call your crew, you gon' need help

Whole car strapped, and I ain't talking seatbelts

Red Cross, ****, yeah, we draw blood

Whole team got choppers like a bike club

I don't get mad, I just get money

And laugh at these fuck **** 'cause they so funny

All a gangster do is stay fresh

Forty-five with the Gucci Teflon vest

It's Young Jizzle from the Bottom of the Map

Got a fifty round clip on the bottom of the strap

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks

And them OG **** with the, the, the blocks

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

I'm on fire, the kid's out of control

Competition want me to stop, drop and roll

Like I had a flame-thrower and some gasoline

Set the city on fire, that's on everything

I walk around like I got a grip in my pants

Yeah, that's about ten stacks, half a brick in my pants

Fish scale, got Papi on speed dial

You **** getting raped, you still getting oil base

My flow is bananas, the coupe is grape

Evisu jeans with the Bathing Apes

Desert on the pillow, choppers by the nightstand

You can roll the dice, play with your life, man

It's Young Jizzle from the Bottom of the Map

Got a fifty round clip on the bottom of the strap

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks

And them OG **** with the, the, the blocks

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

All that tough talk, you're just wasting your breath

Hit your ass with them things, have you chasing your breath

You got loose lips, you better put a collar on 'em

Black Chanel frames, I spent a couple dollars on 'em

Whole zip of kush just to get my mind right

Gresham Road, see Dewoin, get my sound right

My money come fast, so that's how I spend it

Trunk sounding like it got a marching band in it

You in the minor leagues, and I'm a heavyweight

Flipping brick houses, we call it real estate

Five thousand for the pound, get your curb service

Sell a lot of grass like I got a lawn service

It's Young Jizzle from the Bottom of the Map

Got a fifty round clip on the bottom of the strap

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

I do it for the trappers with the, the, the rocks

And them OG **** with the, the, the blocks

Hey (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)