[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Pull up and wet up the city don't care about no feelings
I shoot at your children
Pull up and k** 'em don't care bout no feelings
I pop out and shoot at the city
I'm cooking big birds and chickens
I pull up with tons and tons of da midgets
I'm going far as the stars you're afraid of heights the sky is my limit
You're bittersweet like a lemon
Hey I'm a move you up to Beverly but not the Center
Hey Young Thug gon' bite that fish just like it's tenders
The way I'm geek'd up don't noun one of my members
Hannah Montana, banging in red bandana
10 thousand dollars toe ring right inside of my sandals
My b**h having swellas, she ride with the nana
She don't give no f** 'bout no cameras (Bling b**h!)
She got her a lawyer not goin' to the slammer
Plus she did trial in a Phantom (Rich b**h!)
I'm a pull up leave it running, I walk in the club, don't play I snook the gun in
My b**h think she dreaming cause I grabbed the Tommy
She thought that I grabbed on my stomach (tummy!)
Cook so much dope it startin to look just like comic
It could make a young kid vomit
Catch a dumb ho, hook her up to phonics
I'm slick and ironic
[Verse 2: Quavo]
I'm taking your b**h out to Beverly Hills
And I did'nt give her nothing but a molly pill
I'm the Fresh Prince and I live on a mansion, young n***a my daddy not Phil
Me and Young Thugga we drank muddy trouble
My pockets inflating like I blew a bubble
When the mixtape dropping Migo?
Young n***a just wait on it! You acting like undercover (12!)
In the kitchen and I'm whipping the pot
And it getting thick on me like peanut bu*ter
Baw, glaw
Short with the gwalla, I'm coming at you like the headhunter
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Pull up on you and your people
Me and my Migos illegal but that choppa legal
Guiseppes and now they black and white, they zebras
Set the b**h off like I'm Queen Latifah
In Puerto Rico kicking it with Carlito
He put me on Chico he gave me a kilo
You f** n***as taking my lingo
Pull up on you get my sh** back like I'm repo...
Thugger my brother we got different mothers
We f**ing these b**hes you cuffin' her...
Bet you don't know she be s**ing me while you've be kissing her!
Offset f**ed her, Quavo f**ed her, but you f**ing that b**h with no rubber...
These b**hes be trippin', f**ed all my brothers
And expect for me to love her! (I could never love her)
[Verse 4: Offset]
Pull up and I got the Tommy aim it at yo' head I turn it to an omelette
I'm connected like Vonage I run to the money I'm faster than Sonic
You an informant I hang you like ornaments
Pics in my mansion Mozart did the portraits
Got your b**h in the condo I'm all in her ovary
'Sace my chest out like I am with Jodeci
I'm a wizard with bricks, Harry Potter, do sorcery
I'm at the top and no n***a is over me
Run in yo' house like I'm Jeeper Creeper pour a 4 in the 2 liter
Christian tha Louboutin, walking on hyena
Straight out the trenches I use a egg-beater I whip up a beamer
Beat it like Tina...
Beat it like Jax and I beat the pot my knuckle got a damn fracture (ha ha!)
Add up the digits my n***a money on top of money, fractions
My n***as they all about action, no camera
Pull out the choppa, it hit yo' a** hard like the judge, with the hammer
You n***as is monkey
That's why the choppa got a Hundred-round hanging, banana
These b**hes be asking me questions like
'Offset why the hell you walking on mammals?'
b**h because I am an animal
Watching me like I'm a channel
I got the white call it Pamela, Anderson
White Lambo Jennifer Aniston
Black diamonds, I call it African
Offset fresher than a mannequin
YRN plugged in with Rich Gang
We got plenty money, diamond chains
[Verse 5: Young Thug]
I drank a 4 and now I'm leanin'
She drank her a 4 and now we leanin'
I didn't even cry homie
How I feel when I lean...
How many, how many, how many, goin with me
How many Ms, I got circles ain't no Mickey Ds
Migos got a birdie of it
Throw away the cutla** get a Panamera
Hey, Mama gotta mansion now she perfect
Spared my last mill but it turned out to be worth it
She just wanna do it for the Vine
She just wanna do it cause she know that she a dime
If you ain't got no rollie she do not waste her time
I don't want your weed boy you're smoking on pines, n***a