[Chorus: Kirko Bangz]
Young and I'm gettin' it, young and I'm gettin' it,
Young and I'm gettin' it, young and I'm gettin' it,
I'm just young and I don't give a shit,
I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches
'Cause I'm young and I'm gettin' it, I'm young and I'm gettin' it.
[Hook: Kirko Bangz]
OK, I wake up in the morning and I see dollar signs,
And shawty wanna roll, I'm like, «Oh, man, she fine.»
I got money all in my pocket and my Audermar on shine,
So why you hatin' on me, huh? I'm just livin' my life.
I'm just young and I'm gettin' it, young and I'm gettin' it
Young and I'm gettin' it, young and I'm gettin' it,
I'm just young and I don't give a shit,
I just want the money, y'all can keep them bitches
'Cause I'm young and I'm gettin' it, I'm young and I'm gettin' it.
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Yeah, young nigga, I get money and fuck hoes on my spare time,
She don't fuck on the first night, then she don't meet my deadline,
Niggas smokin' that Bob Marley, that Bob Marley like, «Yea, mon!»
I'm sippin' on the whole eighth of the purp shit, bed time.
I cop foreigns like Jordan's, y'all niggas ain't important,
Shawty want that Molly, and Imma get what she order,
Tats all on my body, strapped up like a war,
Eat the pussy, I, prolly, if it smell like water,
Her neck talk say, «Fuck me!» My wrist talk say, «Suck me!»
Them niggas claimin' they ballin', I take your bitch, Kris Humphries,
And make them buy me a whip, nigga, nothing less than the 6, nigga.
Y'all ran your mouth like hoes, all you are some bitch niggas.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
OK, your baby mama, I bought that; side chick, I bought that;
Main chick, I bought that, and your dream girl just called back.
I'm still reppin' that North Side with that big P on my ball cap,
These broke niggas don't like me 'cause they say, «I think, I'm all that.»
Now Coon cop that 'Rarri, I don't even feel salty.
Niggas claimin' my flows, I should put these niggas on Maury,
And I ain't clamin' these hoes, have these haters lookin' all sorry.
When I pulled up in that Rolls, swag was surfin' on 'em like gnarley,
I'm with three hoes like Santa Claus, and I'm the boss, Diana Ross.
Hit you girl by mistake, nigga, wasn't even in my plan at all,
I told homie, I hit it there, these niggas wanna be planned all,
Knowin' that girl is main thang, that shit I don't like, nigga, bang bang!
[Chorus]