Young & Living Out of Order - Bodega Bamz

I’m young and living out of order

If you meet someone like me, next time, never let 'em go

Alright

Give me my fetti, I told 'em I’m ready

A milli before I turn thirty

I made it, my nigga, I’m cleaning my money

My face and fingernails dirty

I’m painting a picture so vivid

I feel like my time burning like Salvador Dalí

Champán ya mañana

Jacuzzi and bubbles with bitches who paid for they body

Tell them to pop it for Papi

Tell them to bring they whole posse

Dreaming a milli, we buildin' the buildin'

We started with coke in the lobby

Tell them to pop it for Papi

Tell them to bring they whole posse

Dreaming a milli, we buildin' the buildin'

We started with coke in the lobby, nigga

One, one, one hunnid, one hunnid (Keep It)

One, one, one hunnid, one hunnid (Keep It)

One, one, one hunnid, one hunnid (Keep It)

One, one, one hunnid, one hunnid (Keep It)

I’m young and living out of order

I’m young and living out of order

I’m young and living out of order

I’m young and living out of order

Alright

If you meet someone like me, next time, never let 'em go

The business corrupted, could never be trusted

This industry will never change

You die for a dollar and sell your soul prior

To labels who don’t ring a name

I’m here to bring order, give lyrical slaughter

And horror, they feeling my pain

My mother, my sister, my niece

Only women I love, you think it’s a shame?

Yell, «Never ever trust a hoe»

I been down that road befo'

So pop it for Papi, you soaking your panty?

Just make sure you take it off slow

Never ever trust a hoe

I been down that road befo'

So pop it for Papi, you soaking your panty?

Just make sure you take it off slow

Keep It 100