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Ameen Pow - We Are Young Lyrics

[Intro]
Grrah, grrahta-boom
Said Big POW in the fucking booth, already know the fucking vibes
Everything dead, look (Grrah, grrahta)

[Verse]
I was gone for a few, but I’m back going dumb
Saw a opp in the v’ so we crashin’ the front
And you know that I got it, I ain’t passin for none
‘Cause I’m tryna set this bitch on
(Grrah, grrah, grrahta-boom, grrahta-boom, grrah-grrah)
How many opps done got put in a blunt?
I can’t fit all my opps in this eighth
How the fuck you get shot tryna get you plate? Like (And I know his mother really sad)
And shoutout to ‘Zeed he got punched in his face, like (And I know that motherfucker mad)
If you tough why the fuck you ain’t pop that?
You’ll get put in the ground where ya pops at
Big POW the set, I’m gon’ flock that
Don’t wanna fuck, I just want you to top that
Got one in her purse, I got one on my hip
So I’m never lacking with my bitch
And most of these opps is really my kids (Like tell me what ya really did)
Like tell me who ya really hit? ‘Cause ya really never did shit (Like what)
You the type to get hype and start posting a band
You should see what I keep in my pants
Tried fucking on me, I took her to my mans
Like baby I ain’t tryna dance
Prolly want me, don’t want her
Bitch I got more Mike Amiri’s than Yonkers
JD that’s the top opp shotta, everyone shot when it come to my roster (Grrahta-boom)
Like what, die woe, die lz
I’ll be quick to go put on a scene (Like what)
I was chilling, walking through the south
I must’ve forgot I’m Ameen
Turn around, who that? Reverse
He thought that he got me, bet I up it first
Damn what, now it’s blood on my shirt
Like bitch I could show you how to make it work (Like wha-like what)
Lil’ white bitch cute, not classy
Bitch I want Mary Kate, and I want Ashley
We ain’t taking no pics, don’t tag me
Making it hot, the fuck you tryna ask me?
Mel spin that, don’t crash though
Don’t want that bitch, she still shaking her ass though (Grrah-grrah)
DB hop out the whip with no mask on, clip for a opp tryna sneak through the back door