[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
f** is you talking bout? b**h, you offended me
I just might go 'head and let this lil b**h s** my dick till it tickle me
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on k**ing me
f** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin'
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Oxycontin f**ing kidneys up
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Molly, my cup look like bath salt
And I'm too high horsed for asphalt
Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark
They say that I changed, it's the cash fault
Pay everybody like a cash cow
I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR
The Rollie stainless, stainless
We young and rich and we dangerous
I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, n***a
And the weed stinking like a chitlin, n***a
Bend the money down like a Philly, n***a
Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas, n***a
The bulletproof can take a missile, n***a
I got benji on me and he cripping,n***a
I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, n***a
Put a swimming pool in the living room
How I'm living, n***a, I ain't swimming, n***a
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning n***a
Rock star lifestyle
Your hoe's going wild
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
f** is you talking bout? b**h, you offended me
I just might go 'head and let this lil b**h s** my dick till it tickle me
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on k**ing me
f** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin'
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Oxycontin f**ing kidneys up
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa
I ain't with that diss song sh**, I been a shotta n***a, whoa
Hundred shotters with me, whoa
VVSs on me, whoa
VVSs on me, bling
Badaboom, badabing
Mob sh**, send the hit, shoot up your car sh**
Put them blue tips in that cartridge
We put them drums in them carbines
We pull up on rappers and spark 'em
I might take your chain if it sparkle
Street n***a really came from nothing
Strip a n***a like Caine cousin
k** a n***a then you saying something
You was talking, n***a, I was hustling
We was shooting, n***a, you was ducking
You was texting, n***a, I was f**ing
I was betting n***a, you was bluffing
Hide and seek, n***a, I was hunching
Car foreign and my gun Russian
Sneak dissing get a concussion
[Hook: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
f** is you talking bout? b**h, you offended me
I just might go 'head and let this lil b**h s** my dick till it tickle me
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry
Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me
I heard the lil boy was plotting on k**ing me
f** 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin'
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please
Oxycontin f**ing kidneys up