Letra de Teenage Dirtbag - Rod Wave

Mmm

What up? What up?

Youngin

Look, look

Okay, lets rock and roll

Same young nigga was broke, stealing out of stores

Not no more, jit done crossed the globe

With a million dollar soul

This here for the soul, if you ain't know, well, now you know

Know they want me gone, but they waited too long

Okay rest in peace Big Mama, look, I did something with my life

I fell on my face a couple times, but finally got it right

Shoutout to my team, they know that this wasn't overnight

Up and down the interstate, in the stu' or on a flight

I guess I'll be alright (Grah, bah, bah, bah)

Keep textin' my phone talking greasy

Saved her under Stevie

'Cause she'll never see me

Better cut on a TV

I was such a teenage dirtbag, I'd break in your shit

Young wild nigga on a rush to get rich

Mama, look at your son, never knew it'd come to this

From juvenile detention, send us to the Forbes list

Ooh, there go the youngin

Lights, camera, action

Baby girl, go home, I'm gon' call you when I'm landing

You don't wanna be here when them cameras get to flashing

2022 Michael Jordan, Jackson

Thank you to all my fans, the ones for me

For changing my life and supporting my dream

For buying my album, coming to my shows

Cut on your TV, pull out your cellphone

And if they don't know, tell all your friends

They'll never see a young nigga like this again

Like this again

Young Nuni clockin' in

Like this again

I know I say I'm Michael Jordan

I know I say I'm Michael Jordan, but I might be

I might be Michael Jackson after all

Never, never

So if you ever, never, never, ever, yeah

Like this again

Never see a young nigga

So if you, if you ever see a young nigga

Yeah

Grrah

Grrah, bah, bah, bah, bah

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