Young Trill Handsome by Ryan Skid Lyrics
Uh uh
Uh uh
Fly shit
Angel boy
Verse 1:
Is anyone on my level that's around it?
I'm Chucky Jäger hoe I really doubt it
Aye, I'm just coolin' with my family
Guys everyone expect to kill shit that my family
Don't know how you could doubt me
I tell a bitch to Google me and read about me
My brodie got that thing right by me
So they talk but they don't wanna try me
Ha, treat your main bitch like my chattel
You leave the house she go on my YouTube channel
Topped off in my socks and sandals
Couvossier and Yankee Candles
Gonna bury me where they found me
BC and West Side boys no fuck boys 'round me
I'm your momma's favorite Mountie
Straight outta Braxton County
Chorus:
Cut the check I cross and dot it
You talk it boy I got it
Look me in the face what you so afraid of?
I'm young trill and handsome motherfucker get your weight up
When my crew come through we swangin'
Arms out the window look like we bangin'
Bet I can give you 3 reasons why they hate us
I'm young trill and handsome motherfucker get your weight up
Um ok quit playin' with 'em, get on tracks leave 'em like AKs hit 'em
Better think twice rest of your life you'll be around pain like Taye Dizm
Peep game Jizm, get right, pinch yourself this real life
If I was you I wouldn’t let me mingle I leave ya single if I say wassup to ya wife
Excuse my arrogance love, don't know who they in the presence of
Young king young god young all the above like Jehovah
Front door where I bring it, if you there you slang it
Since the 60s it ain't got better, nowhere harder to hustle since I could eat solid food my shit been together
So fuck all you rappers you not creative, no talent immatitive
Fuck all you rappers that ask my advice, I said quit you should all appreciate it
West V kid I'm hard to mimic, mink coats in the summer like a cynic
Why the fuck they mad at me? Cuz I'm the only white boy out here that don't got a gimmic?
Hm well I guess it ain't on purpose, they flip for my throwaway verses
Walked by a hospital after classes, now ride top down with the nurses
That's church they been crossed as shit since Deazil drove that Impala
Shit disappeared behind that tint, where'd your bitch go? Viola
Chorus
When it all goes down
If nothing else
Gotta remember this
When my crew come through we swangin'
Arms out the window look like we bangin'
I'll tell you why they hate us
I'm young trill and handsome motherfucker get your weight up
Chorus
Let me tell you somethin' off top
I may not be shit to you but I'm God where I'm from
Martinsburg to Matewan, Weirton to Welch
I'm the greatest ever, greatest there ever will be
Everything else comes second you hear me?
So if you talkin' you gotta talk about the kid
Matter fact don't even talk without my permission
Them Boys From The Dub bitch, new gospel
Young lords run everything
From Almost Heaven 'til we all the way there
TBFTD for life hoe
Uh uh
Fly shit
Angel boy
Verse 1:
Is anyone on my level that's around it?
I'm Chucky Jäger hoe I really doubt it
Aye, I'm just coolin' with my family
Guys everyone expect to kill shit that my family
Don't know how you could doubt me
I tell a bitch to Google me and read about me
My brodie got that thing right by me
So they talk but they don't wanna try me
Ha, treat your main bitch like my chattel
You leave the house she go on my YouTube channel
Topped off in my socks and sandals
Couvossier and Yankee Candles
Gonna bury me where they found me
BC and West Side boys no fuck boys 'round me
I'm your momma's favorite Mountie
Straight outta Braxton County
Chorus:
Cut the check I cross and dot it
You talk it boy I got it
Look me in the face what you so afraid of?
I'm young trill and handsome motherfucker get your weight up
When my crew come through we swangin'
Arms out the window look like we bangin'
Bet I can give you 3 reasons why they hate us
I'm young trill and handsome motherfucker get your weight up
Um ok quit playin' with 'em, get on tracks leave 'em like AKs hit 'em
Better think twice rest of your life you'll be around pain like Taye Dizm
Peep game Jizm, get right, pinch yourself this real life
If I was you I wouldn’t let me mingle I leave ya single if I say wassup to ya wife
Excuse my arrogance love, don't know who they in the presence of
Young king young god young all the above like Jehovah
Front door where I bring it, if you there you slang it
Since the 60s it ain't got better, nowhere harder to hustle since I could eat solid food my shit been together
So fuck all you rappers you not creative, no talent immatitive
Fuck all you rappers that ask my advice, I said quit you should all appreciate it
West V kid I'm hard to mimic, mink coats in the summer like a cynic
Why the fuck they mad at me? Cuz I'm the only white boy out here that don't got a gimmic?
Hm well I guess it ain't on purpose, they flip for my throwaway verses
Walked by a hospital after classes, now ride top down with the nurses
That's church they been crossed as shit since Deazil drove that Impala
Shit disappeared behind that tint, where'd your bitch go? Viola
Chorus
When it all goes down
If nothing else
Gotta remember this
When my crew come through we swangin'
Arms out the window look like we bangin'
I'll tell you why they hate us
I'm young trill and handsome motherfucker get your weight up
Chorus
Let me tell you somethin' off top
I may not be shit to you but I'm God where I'm from
Martinsburg to Matewan, Weirton to Welch
I'm the greatest ever, greatest there ever will be
Everything else comes second you hear me?
So if you talkin' you gotta talk about the kid
Matter fact don't even talk without my permission
Them Boys From The Dub bitch, new gospel
Young lords run everything
From Almost Heaven 'til we all the way there
TBFTD for life hoe