& Rich Homie Quan Ft. Peewee Longway
[Intro: Dun Deal]
Dun Deal on the motherf**kin’ track
Thugger, Quan
Ya’ll know what’s happenin’
[Hook: Rich Homie Quan] If we get locked up by the night, I know those folk gone try and hold us
Got grams for n**ga all white, and we keep (?) for n**gas who poured up
Trappin’ all night in skinny jeans, got a bankroll that won’t fold up
Shootin’ at n**gas like they cameraman and that what we call exposure
And we get locked up by tonight I know those folk gone try and hold us
Got grams for n**gas all white, and we keep (?) for n**gas who poured up
Living life never sober
My ring looking like a solar
And if we get locked up by the night, I know those folks gone try and hold us
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan + Young Thug]
Try and (?), and I can’t say hold up
Big (?) lifestyle, Thugger need two bucks
I can’t treat a b**ch like a queen, I don’t even know her
She slime ain’t nothin’ I’mma show her
Pull up in the Bentley, no chauffeur
Backwood, MPA smoke campus
White b**ch drive a flat beam, have you seen it?
White b**ch kiss white b**ch, did they mean that?
I know those hoes ain’t mean that
This s**t a whole lotta cash man
I need a first aid kit along with band aid
You know why?
Thug lean like a motherf**kin’ vampire
More carrot than a motherf**kin’ (?)
OG is what I smoke by
Fingertips got fungi, fungi
Runnin’ (?) without illuminati
You’re better off (?)
[Hook:] [Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan + Young Thug]
I don’t talk to 12, I don’t like conversation
Heard my n**ga Pee got them bails all across the nation
Smell it before you taste it
Last time I went to jail, I beat all my cases
Mail, that’s a risk you takin’
Ever since I found my cell, she been on my (?)
You can throw that b**ch in water, but you still can’t save her
b**ches f**kin’, naked, fame is (?)
And you know I can’t forget about
PeeWee, Thugger, Rich Homie, k** these n**gas
Along with PeeWee and double trouble, tool box, drill these b**ches
Who got 20 tissues? I’m s**ttin’ on ya’ll
And we workin’, even though 12 is like
[Hook:] [Verse 3: PeeWee Longway]
Out there we juggin’, play those houses turn them b**ches to the trenches
Trappin’, ninja (?), bankrolls on me ain’t (?)
In them velcros just sippin’
How the hell I’m trippin’?
No prescription for this medicine, how the hell I’m sippin’?
One bu*ton I’m pushin’, all that (?)
Devil (?) and I’m Kid Cudi ghost ridin’ with you lady
s**king on my d*ck like 8 Mile, She choke her like Slim Shady
40 (?) on my pinky ring, f**k 12 cause they know they hatin’
Longway
[Hook:]