Eh
Yeah yeah yeah
[Hook: Young Thug]
n***as say they f** with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle
I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts
These b**hes and these n***as know that they can't play around here
I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here
All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby
I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking
p**y boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication
I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication
[Verse 1: T.I.]
Hold up, pull up, roll up, pour up, ounces in a soda
Push up on your b**h and shawty I didn't even know her
See this hood I throw up, realest one I ever seen
ATL, call it XXL, cause we stay spittin' shells outta long magazine
Real n***a got a crown, better own that thing
If the game got a throne, bet I'm on that thing
Beloved dope dealer and a well known King
And a k**er 'pending on how you put your spin on things
You know how many s**ers get ahead I've seen?
Bout the same amount of p**y n***as dead I've seen
You know how many b**hes in the bed I've seen?
They like asking me how much bread I've seen
More than enough, in God we trust
You love a real n***as then f** with us
But if you got a problem with it then f** with us
It be ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Got your b**h riding everything but the bus
She let me put it everywhere but the bu*t
I always tell the b**h don't talk so much
She said "Who I'm hidin' from?"
What the f**, for what?
[Hook: Young Thug]
n***as say they f** with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle
I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts
These b**hes and these n***as know that they can't play around here
I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here
All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby
I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking
p**y boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication
I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Man I'm leanin so bad
I can't do a push up for a million
(Lean, lean, lean, lean, lean)
Catch a n***a baby mama
Make her give me nothing but ceiling (head)
Never had time to rap and cap
And dap these tramps, my ice a lamp
I can't adapt, I'd rather slap
I rather pop his cap and naps, his mom, his aunt, his dad, his cat
2004 I was screaming everything Gucci, no Big Cat
And we was skatin' up, ridin' with the K's
Shootin' at all these big racks
f** a officer, Akon what it do bruh?
Keep these f**in hoes off of you
When you get some new money turn new or
You gon' wish you would've, could've (waaaay)
Sit down and get rich like a booker
Might drop the top up off it
If I don't get into the helicopter
Feeling like I'm on a blue dolphin
n***a ridin' round with like hella choppers
Every time I need new surgery I gon call up my head doctor
5 more thousands cause she ain't got no head problems
Yeah, all my n***as they be bleedin' n***a
They ain't gon' never cheat a n***a
Pop a watermelon any season, n***a
I'ma bag her every time I see her, n***a
Fishing hoes with my hook
Pockets all swollen, no book
Gla**es on, she don't know how I look
Since I'm on how the f** do I look? (I'm on, I'm on)
You ain't got no milli, you can't tell me how I look
I'm a big old Blood over here, I'm Suge
[Hook: Young Thug]
n***as say they f** with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle
I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts
These b**hes and these n***as know that they can't play around here
I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here
All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby
I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking
p**y boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication
I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication
[Verse 3: Boosie Badazz]
You ain't read the paper, you ain't seen the news
Got a team of goons bout action
Never start it, but I finish it so nasty
Ask em, they know bout me
I'm so Keyshia with the 9, rock a bye baby
So smooth, so fly baby, rock a bye baby
Let me turn up now, 4 shows a week
100 thousand a piece, we getting bread now
Mama don't worry bout nothin'
You can kick up your legs now
I ain't lying, got hitters on top of hitters
Got hitters on top of hitters
Rest in peace to my n***a Lil Bleek
I miss you, I miss you n***a
Just tryna live and have a lil fun n***a
Nephew just came home, half a million dollar bond n***a
I got fans that bust yo a**, you talk bout Boosie baby
Got off my a**, went got that bag and Boosie made it
Hate that, n***a
[Hook: Young Thug]
n***as say they f** with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle
I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts
These b**hes and these n***as know that they can't play around here
I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here
All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby
I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking
p**y boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication
I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication