Ty Hickson - Listen'n To Thugger lyrics

[Verse 1] Who the f** like being sober I popped a cet all up in that Range Rover I took yo' b**h and then I exposed her I ain't even know her The b**h let me scold her Now she all over my shoulder I just made a ticket All I did was listen I don't care how you had to get it You do not have the vision I'm a Harlem n***a kicking it And i got Xans just ask for the ticket I don't pop the sticks Matter fact I just quit them sh**s That's none of ya business tho [Hook] I'm Riding round listening to Thugga Not even rich and the b**hes they love us Harlem n***a and I'm smooth like I'm bu*ta Harlem n***a and I'm bool bumping Thugga I dont make the f**ing rules, I don't wanna Let her go, she gone choose who she wanna Product all in my environment AYE All of my Thugs keep on firing AYE None of my plugs is retiring AYE Bag up that work off of eye'n it AYE Riding round listening to Thugga Not even rich and the b**hes they love us Harlem n***a and I'm smooth like I'm bu*ta Harlem n***a and I'm bool bumping Thugga [Verse 2] I don't care what's ya occupation Toat that thing, hearts start racing That angle adjacent I count that cash That's all I'm chasing Yo b**h a replacement Took a break who I'm dating I strapped up & I blazed it No Honeymoons in vegas Took a break (Whew) x3 And I'm back at again Toast the L automatic a win f**ing dymes automatic a 10 Changing shots automatic for them Out the way I don't care who I hit Not today only brown what I sip You gone hate but I can't wait to click (Whew) Click it up, click it up Hit all the licks Dimes size of dixie cups How you gone pitty us Man the city's us n***as don't fold under pressure That heater press n***as Cold, heater test n***as Coming up short And that heater stretch n***as You talk to police and he arrest n***as f** out my face I don't talk to the witnesses I don't f** with the witnesses Or that n***a on the block Always asking where b**hes is How u that n***a and ask where the b**hes is Didn't put in, Ask where the Swisher is This & that designer Thought you were getting it Rock him right to sleep finesse his dividends All my n***as eat, they plates I'm fixing it It's about to be my year I feel this sh** [Hook] I'm Riding round listening to Thugga Not even rich and the b**hes they love us Harlem n***a and I'm smooth like I'm bu*ta Harlem n***a and I'm bool bumping Thugga I dont make the f**ing rules, I don't wanna Let her go, she gone choose who she wanna Product all in my environment AYE All of my Thugs keep on firing AYE None of my plugs is retiring AYE Bag up that work off of eye'n it AYE Riding round listening to Thugga Not even rich and the b**hes they love us Harlem n***a and I'm smooth like I'm bu*ta Harlem n***a and I'm bool bumping Thugga