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[Verse 1: Youngin]

The flow is sick you know this shit
Go against, we'll put a nigga body
Where the ocean is, focusing, plan to win
District Of Columbia I represent
D.o.C, who I be, Y to the O to the U-N-G
I-N, MC, keeping critics awake even though they sleep
On your dude, that's cool, grind don't stop
And I continue to move, on my own, fuck rules
Every once in a while you gotta break a few
One-two, three-four, D.C. coming through and kicking
Down the door, get down on the floor, o-on the floor, come on

[Hook: Youngin]

Who you know that can fuck with me
Ain't a muthafucka living that can fuck with me
Who you know that can fuck with me
Ain't a muthafucka living that can fuck with me uh (2x)
We gon make you dance, make you wanna just
Put your hands up, if you feeling right
Keep them hands high

[Verse 2: Youngin]

Next level, so different, futuristic
Out of this world is where I'm taking them with this
On a mission, bigger business
Write it, produce it, mix it because I'm gifted
Yes indeed, I do me
I'm a different individual and proud to be
So distinct, and unique
So sharp I should be an amputee
Dre Beats, on my ear
The game is full of crap and I ain't trying to hear
It needs change, so I'm here
I been had drive now it's time to steer
So come along for the ride
If I open up the window keep your hands inside
I've arrived, you sucker MC's can't hide
I'm here

[Hook]