Young Thug - Music Loud lyrics

(Intro) Rich Gang, feel my wrath Figg Panamera, n***a I'm with my bigger homie JT the bigger, f**kin' feelin' us now We turn up show ya what we mean, n***a (Hook) Wake up in the mo'ning Escape to the mall I got b**ch chasin' my team b**ch chasin' my dawgs Call me Millie chasin' my dreams Thoughts big as my house f**k 100k for that HOV And I park it in the front yard Said my music loud, aye, whachya talkin' bout? Aye, I'm her spouse, I drop 10 hunid on that meat She look like a chow, aye (Verse) All gas, no breaks, n***a Bake potato, my steak, n***a Bad b**ch, she gon' wait, n***a Zap code my ba**, n***a Ace teams with a Zeus amps Got the money move in my speaker box Six by nines in my dual panel With my top off with my street look(?) on Go in the money, when I park my whip My whip don't make a sound Shh, sittin' in the back with extendo clips Tryna load em rounds Some n***as outside been talkin' like they realy want beef n***as don't really want beef with a n***a like me Cuz n***a, I run my streets At the Zone 1, n***a, dipsy heel Bank here, right around the corner n***as found right on the corner Shot his a** right on the corner Mob ties, n***a, BBA ABG, n***a, beat don't play NBC, n***a, CO8 n***a heath trauma, it'd be yo day (Hook) Wake up in the mo'ning Escape to the mall I got b**ch chasin' my team b**ch chasin' my dawgs Call me Millie chasin' my dreams Thoughts big as my house f**k 100k for that HOV And I park it in the front yard Said my music loud, aye, whachya talkin' bout? Aye, I'm her spouse, I drop 10 hunid on that meat She look like a chow, aye (Verse 2: Figg Panamera) Panamera tryna switch lanes Represent for the rich gang Bustin' plays like Birdman Took the ball when I'm servin' Switch it up like Jizzy Dre Got a quarter to five when the paper flip Young money in the GTV Got red cup when I take a sip Red trucks when I take a trip Cuz everythang be continental Continental on the first flight Hit a n***a with the first dice Hit a n***a with the first price Cuz the first price gon' be betta Window shoppin' get a n***a f**ked up Cuz it can't do with that pink sweater This an F&M, this ain't a Beretta This a 30 round, this a G hitter Hand trapped for the pocket books Extra clip, tryna stop them crooks First name on the same basis On my side show and it's goin' wild Hunnid causin' and ghost whippin' Everybody, they music loud (Hook) Wake up in the mo'ning Escape to the mall I got b**ch chasin' my team b**ch chasin' my dawgs Call me Millie chasin' my dreams Thoughts big as my house f**k 100k for that HOV And I park it in the front yard Said my music loud, aye, whachya talkin' bout? Aye, I'm her spouse, I drop 10 hunid on that meat She look like a chow, aye