(feat. Young Thug)
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Re, re, re, remix
I know a rich n***a with them bricks and [?]
I know ya'll ain't gon' catch up for my whole clique
I buy all the verse, I bust 'em down, and I remix
Thugger, Thugger, make a n***a b**h say it
[Hook: Young Thug]
Down on that, down on that, get down on that
Down on that, down on that, get down on that
Down on that, down on that
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Alka-Seltzer plus of junkies
I don't mean to brag but I can purchase [?]
b**h I got a tummy, not my f**in' stomach
b**h I drink that lean until I'm f**in' vomit
I got a closet full of that R money
I just copped a foreign ho, I think she's from London
You know I'm gonna eat her yeah, she's my f**in' lunchs
I'm on molly and lean, I'mma have lil momma runnin'
I'mma catch it and beat it, now she leanin' on me
I'm super cray if I catch a b**h cheatin' on me
I love the the money dirt free and licks and sh** sh**
Too many racks spent for you to be bleachin' sh**
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[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I got the money in the bed with me
A money counter on my dresser
I thank God money there for me
I hope we always be together
A n***a told me he was scared for me
I told him, "Get your sh** together"
I walk around with big hands on me
I went to sleep with the bread on me
I get money every day of the week
You know it's dog on dog, these n***as'll k** the dog to eat
I got that .44 bulldog on me and I blast for free
I got them young n***as who'll k** you for an ounce a week
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