[Intro]
We got London on the track
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Peanut bu*ter jelly, peanut bu*ter jelly
Peanut bu*ter jelly, peanut bu*ter jelly
Peanut bu*ter jelly, no deli
I got money, check the store credit
No new names unless you know they did it
Sleep in palace, watch it happen
[Hook: Young Thug]
I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread
I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no n***a
I don't give no f** bout no n***a, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these b**hes
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'
I look like I came from nothin'
And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherf**in' vomit
[Verse 1: T.I.]
Run up that check, give a f** bout that sh**
I guess I go to jail if I want that lil b**h
They kept me with my strap on my own, that lil b**h
I don't answer no questions, want speak with my lawyer
Tell your boss I said where my phone call, that's it
A lot of n***a sh**, talkin' you don't ever get paid
Remember me, I've been bout it, dealin' out the 10th grade
Ridin' round in my homeboy Buick
With a tool in the unit
We'd go to school, eat lunch
Cut school, get back to it, n***a
Listen n***a, this the Bankroll Mob
If you can't go hard then you can't come here
Let me make somethin' clear
If you lookin' for a s**er well it ain't none here
Look we got artillery for days, we can spray from here
Hit your a** on the side of the face somewhere
On the side of the road, let you lay somewhere
[Hook: Young Thug]
I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread
I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no n***a
I don't give no f** bout no n***a, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these b**hes
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'
I look like I came from nothin'
And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherf**in' vomit
[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Okay, big paper
If I'm hungry, I eat 100 dollars then sh** paper
Sick flavor
Got the white double mint twin with me on Simpson
Swag impeccable, peckin' a heck of them, cases federal
I'm a felon, don't throw it off, I need medical
Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera
And I don't want one ho n***a, I wanna a plethora
Twenty bricks in the regal
Pullin' up at the ridge, extended heater
d**h threat, I got this sh** on
I'm untouchable man I got this sh** on
n***a you die soon as I say okay
My whip? That's strawberry Yoplait
I got a chopper on the charger
You put a little gas in it, that motherf**er blow about 4 days
n***as broke
And I've been leanin' on Ac' all in this b**h
And I've been smokin' on gas all in this b**h
Pullin' up at the light no tag on my sh**
AK hit everybody in the stomach, p**y n***a sh**
Bag all day
[Hook: Young Thug]
I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread
I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no n***a
I don't give no f** bout no n***a, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these b**hes
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'
I look like I came from nothin'
And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherf**in' vomit
[Verse 3: MPA Duke]
I got the bread
Ya'll b**h'll give me the head
f** her on the sofa, not the bed
Hit that lil b**h from the back
And I take out with your pack
And I'm not givin' it back
I done lost all my respect
Don't drink no red, we pour Act
Sippin' on lean, it's so crazy
I ride out that second, I swear I don't know how to act, no
[Verse 4: Young Thug]
Keep it goin' Energizer bunny, I'm so-so with these carrots
My b**h the baddest, but she not your average
She so, so arrogant, woah
Her titties calcium, my booty calories
And both of 'em squish me, God damn we sandwiches
I do this sh** for my momma
Take off with your pack and keep runnin'
I'm not the Birdman but I'm stunnin'
I flip that b**h like a omelet
I've been with ya from the start
I did that sh** from my heart
I'm so so so sorry I hurt you
And I see the scar but you know I'm retarded
[Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
Peanut bu*ter jelly, peanut bu*ter jelly
Peanut bu*ter jelly, peanut bu*ter jelly
Peanut bu*ter jelly, no deli
I got money, check the store credit
No new names unless you know they did it
Sleep in palace, watch it happen
[Hook: Young Thug]
I don't have a break, I'm keepin' bread
I'm gettin' fast like a track, mil I want that
Baby that cap's for the feds
That ain't your ho, don't tell all the secrets
I don't give no damn bout no n***a
I don't give no f** bout no n***a, I promise, I promise
I throw me some ones on these b**hes
I stack them hundreds to the ceiling, they over there runnin'
I look like I came from nothin'
And I look like I came for somethin' and I'm comin', I want it
Yeah, I drink on that lean
And I smoke on that dope til I motherf**in' vomit
We got London on the track, on the track, on the track, on the track...