(Bridge: Young Thug)
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
Sleeping pants, watch it happen
(Hook: Young Thug)
(?) brave, I keep it brave
I’m gettin’ fast like a track
(?)
Baby that cap’s for the feds
Now that 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
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 that dope til I motherf**in’ vomit
(Verse 1: T.I.)
Run up that check, give a f** bout that sh**
I guess I (?) 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 (?) 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 to tell you everyday, 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)
(?) brave, I keep it brave
I’m gettin’ fast like a track
(?)
Baby that cap’s for the feds
Now that 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
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 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 (?)
Cases federal
I’m a felon, don’t throw it off, I need medical
Oh you regular, terrible, soft, and lame, etcetera
(?) my n***a, I wanna clap for twenty bricks
In the regal, pullin’ up at the ridge, extended heater
(?) I got this sh** on
I’m (?) 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 (?)
And I’ve been smokin’ on gas all (?)
Pullin’ up at the light no tag on
AK hit everybody in the stomach, p**y n***a sh**
Bag all day
(Hook: Young Thug)
(?) brave, I keep it brave
I’m gettin’ fast like a track
(?)
Baby that cap’s for the feds
Now that 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
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 that dope til I motherf**in’ vomit
(Verse 3: Young Thug)
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
Keep it goin’ in (?), 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 savages
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
(Bridge: Young Thug)
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
Sleeping pants, watch it happen
(Hook: Young Thug)
(?) brave, I keep it brave
I’m gettin’ fast like a track
(?)
Baby that cap’s for the feds
Now that 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
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 that dope til I motherf**in’ vomit