Young Thug - Jerome Bettis (Still) lyrics

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Young Thug - Jerome Bettis (Still) lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yea Yeah yeah yeah Wheezybeats [Hook: Young Thug] Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you I still got a bad b**h, Im still livin lavish Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments Ya dig Ya dig [Verse 1: Young Thug] Bae, ya dig Oh yeah yeah Dont walk nowhere, you in a weelchair yeah Dont stop and stare, she mine yeah Look at my pimp card, player yeah These hoes will do you the baddest If you find one bad bag If you find a bad b**h then keep her Foreign cars, they back in Never pour no trash Im red like a firetruck, just got back from NASA Bought my b**h the new wagon, you dont know nothin bout [?] A red carpet, the ground that she walk on I told her to get whatever she want [Hook: Young Thug] Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you I still got a bad b**h, Im still livin lavish Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments Ya dig Ya dig [Verse 2: Lil Duke] Im still gettin fetti, pockets [?] lettuce (racks) Young n***a so broke I can bet it (broke), I know he a rat he go tellin’ (snitch) These rappers they p**y I smell it (p**y), I want that bread like a deli (bread) Pour by the four I dont match (lean) , b**h I need all of my extras (extras) All of these n***as they act like they with it and ain’t even ready b**h Im goin out like Ox did on Belly came from the block i was robbin and sellin Talk out a pole with a Mac-11, [?] the dice so we servin [?] Count up that cash, I need that guap Count up that cheese, I need a knot She s** on the dick like a lollipop, told her booled up on the molly rock We sip that lean we dont drink Ciroc, put on Celine when I’m steppin’ out I got that beam on the K, YSL got it engraved p**y n***as throwin’ shade, k** them and piss on their grave [Hook: Young Thug] Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you I still got a bad b**h, Im still livin lavish Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments Ya dig Ya dig [Verse 3: Quavo] Im still gon’ serve you, I still got birds too These d** won’t hurt you, these d** won’t hurt you Still got a egg beater (skrr skrr), still got an old pot (skrr skrr) Still n***as still plottin’, still n***as gettin’ shot Big ol’ bankroll, pockets on snot nose Took a b**h out the hood, and put her in designer clothes I’m in my rarri, took a plate to Calamari (eat it up) Rings like Horry, play like Curry, b**h Im sorry Thats why a n***a need a bad b**h, she know how to treat a savage She won’t even talk to 12, she ain’t even gotta ask me Trappin’ out a old park, pull up dinosaur, Jura**ic She got a cute face, bad body, but I took her now she all plastic Barbie doll, barbie doll, Trapstar, block boy Thousand feet from a neighbor cause I want a tiger and I paid for it Imma ride with him, Im gon’ slide with him I might put my trust in him, I might put my pies in him I ain’t gon get tied in him, Imma fly with him Imma, yeah [Hook: Young Thug] Im still gettin money, Im still getting fetti Im still getting moolah, Im still getting treasures Im still spending lettuce, I run Jerome Bettis Dont even try to play with us, you know we ain’t love you I still got a bad b**h, Im still livin lavish Im still givin payments, Im still getting payments Ya dig Ya dig