[Intro: Young Thug]
Oh, yeah, yeah
Ayyyeee yeah yeah
Hey!
(We got London On Da Track)
Thugger!
[Hook 1: Young Thug]
Lil one
I want to know how you feelin' lil one (tell me how you feel)
Tell Thugger how you feelin' lil one
Hey, I need to know just how you feel, feel, feel
[Post-Hook 1: Young Thug]
How are you feelin' lil one, how you feelin' lil one (I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
How are you feelin' lil one, how you feelin' lil one (I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
I wanna know how you feel lil one
Tell me just how you feel lil one
Tell, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, just tell me (teeeellllllll meeeeee)
[Bridge 1: Young Thug]
I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me
(I'm listenin')
I just want you to tell me
(Go ‘head)
I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me
I just want you to tell me
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah!
Go head and tell me how you feel
Hey, I'm playin doctor just like Phil (go head)
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
I'm on more syrup than Uncle Phil, hey (heyyyy)
Screwed to the max (I'm geeked)
I swear to God I got that coolie on a mack (graw graw)
I ran up my bands up now she act like a brat
She could never be a gnat (no)
I'm not talking bout no build
But lil mama gotta six pack (woo)
She workin' on it (she what?)
She get on top of me and work me, homie
Actin' childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She tryna show em that she ridin' round with me
And they trash, no curby homie, ooooh
We might just stroll, we ain't tryna roll
I just wanna enjoy every second
She can take it slow
I'm like oo, oo, oo, oo woah
I'm not talkin' bean
But she keep pigeons on her toes
[Bridge 2: Young Thug]
Aye
Thugger want you to feel it (yeah)
I just want you to feel it (yeah)
I just want you to feel it
Yeahh (lil one lil one lil one)
Yeahh (lil one lil one lil one, lil o-one)
[Hook 2: Young Thug]
How you feel lil one
I wanna know just how you feel lil one
Please tell Thugger just how you feel lil one
How you feel, how you feel, how you feelin'
How you feelin', how you feelin', just how you feel
[Post-Hook 2: Young Thug]
I just want you to feel it
Blood just want you to feel it
YSL want you to feel it
Please
Baby girl I wanna feel it
Please tell me I'm feelin it
Please tell me I'm feelin it, yeah
[Verse 2: Young Thug & Birdman]
She not a crip but her cooch blue
She not a blood but she eat ravioli
Wanna twist yo body around, I hope you know yoga
n***a screamin “free Pibb” like I'm giving away soda
I don't really talk, but I been said “I told ya”
I'm ridin with the yoppa like I come from Magnolia (graw)
I just wanna bang bang like Chief Sosa (bang bang)
It's a shame on Stunnaman so, yeah
Tell me how you feel n***a
Tell me how you feel a n***a
Tell me how you feel a n***a for real
Show you how we dealin' n***a
Show you how we k** a n***a
Show you how we illy n***as for real
It's chop chop and bang bang
It's bang bang and chop chop
It's blood gang we k** n***as for real
It's chop chop and bang bang
It's Cash Money, it's Rich Gang, it's YSL
We k** n***as for real
I thought I told ya
Born stunnas, we known high rollers
Bang bang for young soldiers (I just want you to tell me)
Bang bang for lil soldiers
[Outro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah!
Go head and tell me how you feel
Hey, I'm playin doctor just like Phil (go head)
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
I'm on more syrup than Uncle Phil, hey (heyyyy)
Screwed to the max (I'm geeked)
I swear to God I got that coolie on a mack (graw graw)
I ran up my bands up now she act like a brat
She could never be a gnat (no)
I'm not talking bout no build
But lil mama gotta six pack (woo)
She workin' on it (she what?)
She get on top of me and work me, homie
Actin' childish in this phantom
Lay back the curtains on it
She tryna show em that she ridin' round with me
And they trash, no curby homie