{Intro – Young Thug}
Porsche 9-11 when I pull up
Park a million at the studio for good luck
Almost every one of my jeans are designer cut
Bad luck, iron dove
{Chorus – Lil Duke}
We sipping drink out the pint and we don't even measure it
Some of my ni–as they rich and most of 'em some felonies
I really came from the block, then I went straight to the top
I'ma clean up like a mop, I don't want to f-ck, I want top
One in the head and I don't gotta co*k it
Ni–as be flodging and they need to stop it
Biting the lingo, these ni–as be mocking
Run to the trap just to make me a profit
Tried to find me a plug and ran into the socket
Keep on the camera, they know I'ma pop it
Amir on my jeans and I don't want no Robins
Came out the trenches with k**ers and goblins
‘Bout to go hop in the foreign, I'm doing the dash
Sipping this lean and I pray to the lord I don't crash
We used to be broke and I had to go pick up a mask
Now that I got it, you got it, you don't gotta ask
Ran this sh** up, I can't look at the past, got the task force on my a-s
Bad lil bi-ch and she gon' let me smash, I like the tat on her a-s
Hop on the PJ, we out of there
Overseas bi-ch with a lot of hair
That is my ni-ga, you know I can't lie to him
This ain't no Twitter but they gonna follow him
{Verse 2 – Young Thug}
“SEX”
Twenty bi–hes out of Magic “twenty”, I'ma tryna teach 'em all magic “let's go”
Ones busting out the plastic, got 'em eating d-ck, they nasty
Riding 'round with the madness, got a tall bi-ch and she clatching
Ready to pop your watermelon, ready to pop your melon
Pop pop pop pop pop, forty mansion drumming
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa, forty rip your colored
Bap-bah-rrah, unconscious, unconscious
Dah-dah, two just 'cause I'm grimy, ayy
{Chorus – Lil Duke}
We sipping drink out the pint and we don't even measure it
Some of my ni–as they rich and most of 'em some felonies
I really came from the block, then I went straight to the top
I'ma clean up like a mop, I don't want to f-ck, I want top
One in the head and I don't gotta co*k it
Ni–as be flodging and they need to stop it
Biting the lingo, these ni–as be mocking
Run to the trap just to make me a profit
Tried to find me a plug and ran into the socket
Keep on the camera, they know I'ma pop it
Amir on my jeans and I don't want no Robins
Came out the trenches with k**ers and goblins
‘Bout to go hop in the foreign, I'm doing the dash
Sipping this lean and I pray to the lord I don't crash
We used to be broke and I had to go pick up a mask
Now that I got it, you got it, you don't gotta ask
Ran this sh** up, I can't look at the past, got the task force on my a-s
Bad lil bi-ch and she gon' let me smash, I like the tat on her a-s
Hop on the PJ, we out of there
Overseas bi-ch with a lot of hair
That is my ni-ga, you know I can't lie to him
This ain't no Twitter but they gonna follow him
{Verse 2 – Lil Duke}
Ni–as they bite like mosquitos, YSL Saint Laurent cheetah “slatt”
F-ck her but I cannot keep her, ni-ga stay fly like an eagle
Still do this sh** for my people, still call that bi-ch if I need her
Baking the K like Anita, and if that pu-sy got hair I can't eat her
And I just hopped in a foreign, this car don't take nothing but diesel
All overseas I been touring, I keep on meeting new people
Pretty lil bi-ch and she swallow my kid, I was gon' call her my sequel
Then I turned important, used to be making them plays in the Regal
{Chorus – Lil Duke}
We sipping drink out the cup and we don't even measure it
Some of my ni–as they rich and most of 'em some felonies
I really came from the block, then I went straight to the top
I'ma clean up like a mop, I don't want to f-ck, I want top
One in the head and I don't gotta co*k it
Ni–as be flodging and they need to stop it
Biting the lingo, these ni–as be mocking
Run to the trap just to make me a profit
Tried to find me a plug and ran into the socket
Keep on the camera, they know I'ma pop it
Amir on my jeans and I don't want no Robins
Came out the trenches with k**ers and goblins
‘Bout to go hop in the foreign, I'm doing the dash
Sipping this lean and I pray to the lord I don't crash
We used to be broke and I had to go pick up a mask
Now that I got it, you got it, you don't gotta ask
Ran this sh** up, I can't look at the past, got the task force on my a-s
Bad lil bi-ch and she gon' let me smash, I like the tat on her a-s
Hop on the PJ, we out of there
Overseas bi-ch with a lot of hair
That is my ni-ga, you know I can't lie to him
This ain't no Twitter but they gonna follow him