Thought He Was

[Verse 1]

It's Youngin, I'm back with that laid back flow
Even in chill mode I dosie-doe through my foes
And you know I like all of my hoes
Either bringing me money or bending over touching all of their toes
Ask around they know about the D.C. kid
That's fresh out the bing from his P.G. bid
But now I'm on probation with nine years over my head
But fuck that, touch my baby and you're dead
You heard what I said you don't wanna see that side
I put you under water, too deep to be baptized
Just like a frat guy you'd better get the stepping
Them shots go off I bet your body get to catching
You probably need protection for more than your chest
Get four to your neck, you're falling on the floor to your death
Little lame ass rap nigga, thought he was best
Thought he was next, I never heard that shorty was that, nah

[Hook 2x]

Heard you got the flow that they wanna hear
Thought he was
Heard you getting doe that they wanna get
Thought he was
Heard you flipping chicks that they wanna flip
Thought he was
My city bumping this 'cause they want a hit
Thought he was

[Verse 2]

Vocabulary's necessary
When digging into my library
My mother named me Gary, the game calls me Youngin
People know my name from North America to London
You know I ain't fronting I'm international holmes
One clap of the chrome, get shots that will shatter your bones
And I'd rather be alone unless I'm with a chick
And she's grabbing on the bone like a crab on The Flintstones
It's still B-n-M
We'll terrorize your block and our mugshots will be on CNN
You ain't from here, don't say that you're from here
Or we'll revoke your pass and make it so you can't come here, uh
D.C. the hottest shit on the rap scene
These other groups couldn't see my clique with some Visine
D.o.C and Da Columbians are coming
Name another nigga better than Youngin, tuh, thought he was

[Hook 4x]

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