Young Thug - Grew Up Around Violence lyrics

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Young Thug - Grew Up Around Violence lyrics

[Hook: Duke] Pa** the ball I'mma motherf**in' sco' (swoosh) Maison Margiela my b**h tippy-toe (Maison Margiela that b**h) Gotta take her shoes off at the door (shoes off hoe, c'mon) I am no officer, I don't cuff hoes b**hes be surprised, I'm stiff arming hoes like a Heisman Thirsty a** b**h you connivin' Pockets on full and fat and they swole like a [?] These n***as lame and they be broke f** with thotties in Follies, I got heat in that b**h no Pat Riley Came from the trenches I grew Up Around Violence [Verse 1: Duke] Don't f** with no b**hes long distance I need a quickie I just need a minute Soon as I f** that little b**h I'm dipping' Ask all the strippers yeah I'm a big tipper Word around town them young n***as winning' Overlapping n***as I'm at the finish Really need ducks like I'm going fishing Cook up in the lab like I am a chemist These n***as know that they rats and they snitching I do not play soccer but I be kicking Slaughter your daughter that b**h come up missing I saw the struggle came up in them trenches n***a talk sh** get a hundred round missile Walk in the building fly like a frisbee I walk in and they stand like attention [Hook: Duke] Pa** the ball I'mma motherf**in' sco' (swoosh) Maison Margiela my b**h tippy-toe (Maison Margiela that b**h) Gotta take her shoes off at the door (shoes off hoe, c'mon) I am no officer, I don't cuff hoes b**hes be surprised, I'm stiff arming hoes like a Heisman Thirsty a** b**h you connivin' Pockets on full and fat and they swole like a [?] These n***as lame and they be broke f** with thotties in Follies, I got heat in that b**h no Pat Riley Came from the trenches I grew Up Around Violence [Verse 2: Young Thug] I'm in the street like a motherf**er Pull up with your mom like a motherf**er Hop out the Rari now she wanna buy a forrest (shhjeezskkkrt) Don't worry bout picking no fit, my b**h yellow like Safari (whhaat?) I got a super sick interest, and I make the Rari tread a billion I smoke on a gar then keep it with me Them bloods will keep it with me I hop out the car its full of semis, you tryna make em envy Leave in the car and keep it rental, still got the P's like we miller (pounds on pounds) [Hook: Duke] Pa** the ball I'mma motherf**in' sco' (swoosh) Maison Margiela my b**h tippy-toe (Maison Margiela that b**h) Gotta take her shoes off at the door (shoes off hoe, c'mon) I am no officer, I do not cuff hoes b**hes be surprised, step on a hoe like a Heisman Thirsty a** b**h you connivin' Came from the trenches I grew Up Around Violence