[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Flood my wrist with all type of bands (my bands)
All bought me some all type of strands
Put your neck and wrist on flood ‘less I can
Light it up (x18)
I just spilled sauce in the Benz (b***h)
Oh yes I’m gonna do it again (b***h)
I just turned up my b***h and she just been shoppin’ and s**t
Damn I can’t do nothing but ..
I plan on dying like this
I had a that bomb in my kidney
Neck and wrist on lit
.357 for my momma and them
I was one of the ones with Obama and them
I play it safe with my commas now
And them
Young n***as worse than your ? now
I had to go to the pool pit
At popeyes
I had to sit with the government
At the airport with mob ties