London On Da Track - 730 lyrics

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London On Da Track - 730 lyrics

[Intro: DJ Swamp Izzo] Hey Quan, where you at? Bring the money counter! Thug's motherf**in' hands hurtin' Money done cut a n***a hand Count too much I'm sorry, we don't count it we weigh it Rich Gang, Millions & Billions n***a You digg? [Verse 1: Young Thug] These n***as ain't loyal they ridin' with royal He play I'mma leave him on fire, boil I'ma, I'ma, I'ma stunt the lil baby, yeah, spoiled f** n***a cannot be blood, he might as well be royal, blue Shoot up the coupe Pull up in Audi's the carbon will smoke the f** n***a like Snoop Richie pa** Thugga the boot, take off like a troop Bloods are with me back in 21 gun salute Everything come out your mouth is a fairy, no tooth IPhones and Blackberries when I pull up and serve you I might get gangster pull up to the set and murk too Nine racks inside of my pockets same size as my shoes (damn) [Bridge: Young Thug] Still got yams, ya'll got grams I f** ma'ams, I f** grams Whoa, why so harsh? Why so dark? I got lotsa white, Bubba Sparxxx Know your bang royal, high as Sequoia (whoa) I got loaded, now I don't know you b**h I'm slime, king cobra I drink sodas, no coke cola [Hook: Young Thug] 7 30, 7 30 7 30, 7 30 7 30, 7 30 7 30 (go crazy, go crazy) I go, 7 30 (brazy) I go, 70 30 (ooh I'm going brazy) 7 30 7 30, 7 30 [Verse 2: Young Thug] I go 730 when I get the birdies When I go 730 do not get discouraged I go 730 even if you nerdy I might go 730 if it's too perfect Slime these lil b**hes, I slime these lil n***as I slime em, I slime em, I slime em all I'mma still slime your a** out if its not percocets its just tylenol I'mma slime your a** all by myself, I do not need no help at all (I'm blood) b**hes and n***as gonna come and gonna go and I know how to deal with ya'll Come and enroll to the YSL school and I swear I'm the principal I do not care if you start from a dollar, it changes the principle Send a lil b**h inside the boy trap, slime him for his utensils And bring it back Slatt, slatt, slatt, whoa [Hook: Young Thug] 7 30, 7 30 7 30, 7 30 7 30, 7 30 7 30 (go crazy, go crazy) I go, 7 30 (brazy) I go, 70 30 (ooh I'm going brazy) 7 30 7 30, 7 30 [Outro: Young Thug] Call up them crips and they goin' 630 Call up them bloods and they goin' 730 Call up them slimes and they goin' 730 Call up Rich Gang and they goin' 730 Call BMG and they goin' 730 Call YSL and they goin' 730 1,2,3,4,5,6 I go 730 Call up my crip partners, they goin' six-30 They go bix-30