Young Thug - Home Alone lyrics

[Produced By Honorable C.N.O.T.E.] [Intro: Young Thug] Yeah yeah yeah Hungry n***a [?] I heard you were home alone Oh oh, oh, ohh Gucci: Legends [Verse 1 – Gucci Mane] Old boy, k**er cam, trunk full of old boy Murking f** boys in the hood like Dope Boy Oh my good grief damn, who is this guy? Gucci on a mob tie looking like a wise guy Working with 5 I cut it on the [?] If it ain't a fork I can whip it with a wire You don't got a scale, I can do it with my eye-eye Couldn't find a scrap so I whipped him with a tire iron Egg beater fast, n***a bread do the work [?] Got your whole neighborhood stash in my book bag My worker said ‘Wop looked good with a crook hat Told that b**h to get bu*t naked when she cooked that Versace, medusa head, neat, where my fleece at Told that b**h she might turn to stone if she look back A rapper, a trapper, two hats, my but my head back Bricks come with four in the pack like a kit kat Plain Jane, rolling 50 thou, ginger P Cash out shouldn't of said that, it should've been a secret Me and P geekin, please keep a secret Thug make me mad, he forgot where the weed at [Hook – Young Thug] Riding around with two girls I ain't talking bout Haiti or Marie Home alone with no help Ain't nothing but this motherf**ing carbon I'm riding around with two boys I ain't talking bout Jake or Kyvion I'm traffickin' that ball, that ball like I'm the Edison Traffickin', traffickin', traffickin' Traffickin' traffickin' , traffickin' , that yay I'm home alone, I'm home alone I'm home alone and I'm traffickin' , that yayo, yayo, yayo We don't need no motherf**ing dope This b**h beating down the floor We just bought an Audemar Gio go, Gio go, Gio go, Gio go, Gio go [Bridge – Young Thug] Million DK, I'm a slug I mug every motherf**ing club I enter Gave him 17 5 for the slug, lay em down Open my mouth saying baby girl enter I remember when I couldn't afford a car Now we got a million dollar worth of rentals I remember when I used to ask for a dog Now I got a free dog for my denture n***a [Verse 3 – PeeWee Longway] Wow, Longway got chicks in the Phantom 3 white b**hes, molly in the middle Smoking gas with my thumb in the middle Is it gooey, is it bushy, is it funky, did you diss it? My shoes are on Jumanji you, YSL, she the prettiest Fool with designer, everything come from Italy Casper the ghost, I'm on my Forgiato k**ing them Tommy gun out on my tummy, I'm Longway Dillinger 100 round drum my gun, don't make me spit at you Hit at you, I murder for fun, you f**ing bumbaclot Booted up on molly, I spray through your ho, you throw em out Don't play with my funds I make your b**h a** do the walk it out Bad Panamanian pa**enger in my Panamera Kinda like I'm in a motherf**ing Camera For a couple more I got Longway on Lil Daryl Two chicks in the trunk of [?] llama, Alcatraz Bricks of the dirty harry, VVS's got to stare Call the squad from Delaware, just book this [?] Keep changing the color of her hair, she Dennis Rodman Mailman drop off the box, that mean that loud in Keep some cash out, I'm thugging for dollars My hermes buckle cost me thousands If you ain't two white chick, b**h don't bother Cause I ain't got room for you in my Impala [Verse 4 – Cash Out] Pockets on sumo, wore the Rolex other day, now the Hublot In Miami got your b**h on the jet skis Take her to the room and that p**y jet ski Dirty money in the Swiss account That money that you talking like my b**h's mouth Had my old bricks at my old b**h's house Paid her rent full time, then I kicked her out n***a New plug, hey I got to switch him out New cars, hey I got to switch em out 80 K for the S6, I could get that that b**h, that b**h, that b**h And that b**h, naw mean, turn up in the booty club All she want is a half inch, f** it up f** it up, that's what I do for her Let your hair blow sh**, no roof for her I'm a dog sh**, so you know that I roof for her If she don't f**, then you know that I'm booting her Who the hell taught you how to f**, girl, tune it up I'm leaning, I bet the pot it stay leaning My pockets, they stay scheming With the head, they ain't tryna' do sh** Tryna' double up, two b**hes on me Tell them hoes double up Head so good, WTF, what the f** Hashtag, [?] in the black Jag f**ed her girlfriend, now she calling me the natnat [Bridge]