Lyrics Young & Living Out of Order - Bodega Bamz

Young & Living Out of Order

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