London On Da Track - Baby lyrics

[Hook: Young Thug] I'm screaming baby, yeah I let the reaper get my soul, oh Oh, if you know you wanna go, oh I'm S.L.I.M.E. whenever you 'posed Shoot a missle, no toes Same time, I'm screaming baby, yeah I let the devil get my soul, oh Oh, if you know they wanna go, oh I'm S.L.I.M.E. whenever you 'posed Shoot a missle, no toes, yeah [Verse 1: Young Thug] All the muscles comin' out the hip, tell ‘em "Off the rip" I'mma try to hit the p**y n***a in the hip Pull up and air the sh** out, ain't talking no heat but I dip You tryna show out, in front of a freak, now you the R.I.P Faygo cream soda my choice, hear it in my voice Yo' main b**h wanna hear my voice, it make her moist Hit that cat from the back and watch it make a weird noise n***as excited by these b**hes, them them weird boys So many bands in my pockets, I need zippers off clothes These n***as hiding these b**hes, they got zippers on hoes All of my dogs bangin' red like Clifford Two bands on my Louis scarf as big as a quiddilt January to December, I'm screaming baby! Yeah [Hook] [Verse 2: Trae the Truth] Everyone yelling out king So I tell 'em bow down cause I'm back in this b**h I ain't never been the one to talk cash sh** Just back my sh**, all black my sh** With a b**h that like to take stuff off That'll dump on n***as if sh** jump off I'mma run up on a n***a till I run him off No stamp but I swear a n***a send 'em off I pray I don't end up in Hell A cell ain't gon' hold me for life But I know these ho n***as gon' tell But this chopper gon' make him get right I know I don't deserve it Straight up, I just can't swerve it Broke n***as on my nerves bad It's beef soon as I serve it I gotta keep this fire Just in case these n***as wanna fire me up I know they don't accept the truth Can't shut me up, finna wire me up Never no pressure, f** a professor School 'em while I'm in the kitchen Teaching n***as the measure, this concrete Hell, n***a! [Hook]