YOUNG MULTI: AK47

[Intro]
It's Marceli in this bitch, hoe
We want FAMAS, we want Glock, we want AK-47
When you look at me, I know you want me for yourself
My bro has big fists, rifles aren't needed
You don’t want beef, so don’t touch our family

[Chorus]
We want FAMAS, we want Glock, we want AK-47
When you look at me, I know you want me for yourself
My bro has big fists, rifles aren't needed
You don’t want beef, so don’t touch our family

[Verse 1]
My enemies are my biggest fans
Shouting my name loudly on tracks like orgasms
Only paychecks and girls interest me
They even know more about me than my mother
And this is fucking ridiculous, and this is fucking beautiful
They call me a mop 'cause I'm cleaning up the scene (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Almost wanted for me to lose my throne
Fell from high, they cut the rope, but I got a parachute
I lived in your heads without paying rent
Please open your mouth, because I got stuck at the exit
Gettin' cash, yeah, no time to rest, only gettin' cash, yeah
Only gettin' cash, only gettin'-
Every one of my brothers chilled out as if in the blood was running lean
Such a vibe, such a style
Sorry if one of them steals your bitch for his goddamn crib, yeah,
yeah
For his goddamn crib, yeah

[Chorus]
We want FAMAS, we want Glock, we want AK-47
When you look at me, I know you want me for yourself
My bro has big fists, rifles aren't needed
You don’t want beef, so don’t touch our family
We want FAMAS, we want Glock, we want AK-47
When you look at me, I know you want me for yourself
My bro has big fists, rifles aren't needed
You don’t want beef, so don’t touch our family

[Verse 2]
(Hahahahahahahahahahaahh…)
Let's go (Yeah, yeah), let's go
Black on black, uh, yeah
Black on black, uh, yeah
Black on black, uh, yeah
Black on black, uh, yeah
Black on black, Grand Cherokee, yeah
Not a fucking Lambo
556 on my enemies, yeah
Full-auto will be fired
(YFL), when we walk in, the bitches feel the presence.
For the heresy we crushed, yeah, he will have a heart attack today
They are tryharding in clips, to get their respect
And your label is paying me to make me look at Your number
I will not trust people, because snakes got my fucking hand
I need a warm jacket, because my heart is always colder
Bitches are beefing with me now, riding the wave
But when clout was younger, in DMs they were crouching to my dick
Now everyone's an expert, because you are boosting their ego
Delete the account, apologize to your mother and don't forget your father

[Bridge]
Huuh..., all eyes on me (Wow, wow)
The entire club - sold out, jumping for me
H-u-u-uh..., all eyes on me (Yeah, yeah)
The entire club - sold out, jumping for me
We want FAMAS, we want Glock (We want FAMAS, we want Glock)
We want AK-47 (We want AK-47)
We want FAMAS, we want Glock (We want FAMAS, we want Glock)
We want AK-47 (Seven, seven, seven...)

[Chorus]
We want FAMAS, we want Glock, we want AK-47
When you look at me, I know you want me for yourself
My bro has big fists, rifles aren't needed
You don’t want beef, so don’t touch our family
We want FAMAS, we want Glock, we want AK-47
When you look at me, I know you want me for yourself
My bro has big fists, rifles aren't needed
You don’t want beef, so don’t touch our family