Jay began releasing music in 2016 with his mixtape YOUNGANimal. He later gained more traction in the industry with his songs “Elimination” and “23 Island,” which have gone gold and 2x platinum, respectively.
Youngan was tragically shot and killed in his hometown of Bogalusa, LA on July 27, 2022.
38K
JayDaYoungan Lyrics
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(Fuck y'all niggas talkin' 'bout? Y'all know what the fuck we on)
Finna get real disrespectful, I don't give a fuck
(Straight directly, ain't no diss, only straight facts)
I'ma speak on all the facts and tell this shit just how it is
I'm in my bag and niggas pissed and plus he mad about a bitch
When I was fuckin' on his ho, he was steady askin' me 'bout shit
You put that pussy comment on my post, they laughed about that shit
But I was laughin' when your baby mama gagged all on my dick
This bitch go through trees, bitch, we strapped bad, we all got sticks
Like what the fuck you mean? We tryna catch a hat and bust his shit
I'm on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch
She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
223s clear the whole scene, fuck a.38
Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the fuckin' murder rate
It's your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
Fuck all the hype, let's take a life and put him in the dirt today
Draco, tell them niggas lay low
I say go, my shooters, they gon' take souls
And I know a real stepper, shout out Ksoo
And I know a real ho, they call him Baby Joe
Who want smoke? We on go
Let me know, I'm from that 4
Might just flash like a pose
Bitch, I'm pressure, and they know
Drop a bag, that's a goal
Bodybag, he gon' blow
He say he slime, he ain't my kind, I'm tryna wipe that nigga's nose
I'm on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit
That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch
That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch
She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
223s clear the whole scene, fuck a.38
Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the fuckin' murder rate
It's your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
Fuck all the hype, let's take a life and put him in the dirt today
Come here
Fuck wrong with these pussy-ass niggas?
You think I'm playin' man
JayDaYoungan's song "38K" is a trap song that touches on themes of loyalty, street life, and revenge. The opening lines of the song, "And I don't dump no ashes either / Finna get real disrespectful, I don't give a fuck," sets the tone of the track. JayDaYoungan is unapologetic about his behavior and his willingness to speak the truth no matter how disrespectful it might come across.
The main theme of the song is the rapper's beef with an unnamed foe. JayDaYoungan takes aim at this enemy, calling out their disloyalty and their obsession with a woman that he was involved with. He speaks about how this person was asking him about their relationship and begging him to leave the woman alone. He also suggests that this person is weak and acts like a female. JayDaYoungan's blunt and straightforward lyrics add a layer of authenticity to the song that resonates with his audience.
In the chorus, JayDaYoungan makes it clear that he is ready for whatever action is necessary to resolve this feud. He references guns and violence, boasting about his ability to take out his enemies. The lyrics "That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch / That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch" suggest that he is not afraid to resort to violence to get revenge. The song ends with a voice-over urging listeners to purchase the track.
Line by Line Meaning
And I don't dump no ashes either
I don't care what you're talking about, we do what we want
Finna get real disrespectful, I don't give a fuck
I'm not dissing, just stating facts
I'ma speak on all the facts and tell this shit just how it is
I'm going to tell the truth
I'm in my bag and niggas pissed and plus he mad about a bitch (mad about a bitch)
I'm doing well while others are jealous and angry over a girl
When I was fuckin' on his ho, he was steady askin' me 'bout shit (askin' me 'bout shit)
When I was with his girl, he kept asking me questions
And beggin' me to leave her 'lone, this nigga actin' like the bitch
He was begging me to leave his girl alone, acting like a girl himself
You put that pussy comment on my post, they laughed about that shit
You made a disrespectful comment on my post, but it just made you look dumb
But I was laughin' when your baby mama gagged all on my dick
I was laughing when your girl was giving me oral sex
This bitch go through trees, bitch, we strapped bad, we all got sticks
We're armed and ready to catch anyone who crosses us
Like what the fuck you mean? We tryna catch a hat and bust his shit (hat and bust his shit)
We're trying to catch someone and shoot them
I'm on that ratchet shit, that savage shit, that active shit (that active shit)
I'm about that violent life
That blow-his-back-out shit, he lackin' then we clap the bitch (then we clap the bitch)
We'll shoot someone in the back if they're lacking
That ho you left in Baltimore, she ain't no classy bitch (she ain't no classy bitch)
The girl you left in Baltimore wasn't classy
She tried to suck my dick in room 303, lil' nasty bitch
She tried to perform oral sex on me in Room 303
223s clear the whole scene, fuck a .38 (fuck a .38)
We prefer more powerful guns than a .38
Hammer in my jeans, tryna up the fuckin' murder rate (murder rate)
I'm carrying a gun in my pants and trying to kill more people
It's your second time speakin' on 23, bitch, you the first to slay
You're talking about me again, when you'll be the first to die
Fuck all the hype, let's take a life and put him in the dirt today
Let's not waste time and kill someone now
Draco, tell them niggas lay low
We need to hide for a while
I say go, my shooters, they gon' take souls (souls)
When we go, my shooters will kill people
And I know a real stepper, shout out Ksoo
I know someone who's really skilled
And I know a real ho, they call him Baby Joe
I know someone who sleeps around, called Baby Joe
Who want smoke? We on go
Who wants trouble? We're ready for it
Let me know, I'm from that 4 (from that 4)
Tell me if you're ready, I'm from Zone 4
Might just flash like a pose
I might just show off
Bitch, I'm pressure, and they know (and they know)
I'm intimidating and everyone knows it
Drop a bag, that's a goal
Spend some money, achieve something
Bodybag, he gon' blow
We're going to kill him so badly that he'll blow up
He say he slime, he ain't my kind, I'm tryna wipe that nigga's nose (uh)
He thinks he's cool, but he's not like me, I'm going to defeat him
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Javorius Scott, Tyreekk White
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ballhardjd25
He delivered his message pretty well🔥🔥🔥🔥
@yoboimanny3250
Fssss
@yom0mma214
23 dead asf😂
@bigscarr5847
@Yo Momma 214 yo momma😂😂💀
@JvstGlo26
@Yo Momma 214 you weird mayne
@yom0mma214
@Big Scarr dig jay up goofy dat momma joke as old as Jays brains
@liiam7302
REST IN PEACE JAY!! FORVER REMEMBERED THROUGH UR MUSIC
@vip3752
he was dissin
@Switchyyy700
@vip tbh dissin makes rapping more entertaining
@JustTrynaGetPaid
@vip ok? lmao