Young Thug - I’m One of Those lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Yeah, yeah FN on my side from the stage back to the studio ([?] on the track) I told her come in and I caught her just like Julio I love the way you kiss on me and pout every time I go I just wanna know do you love me ’til we go? Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus: Young Thug] You want a real ni**a, I’m just one of those (On God) I’m just one of those, I’m just one of those (One) I need a trill ho and she with all smoke (All smoke) I need one of those, I need one of those (I need one) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] You get the black card, baby (Card) Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby Runnin’ out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt [Verse 1: Young Thug] Told you them b*tches wasn’t your friends, only in God you trust You never could be a s*ut, you told me never give up I drive the car and you bust, I drop the top, drop your skirt sh*t, I ain’t gon’ fu*k for no purse, like Spider Man, watch it squirt Black card, plaques and them red cars blue (Yeah) Every single color, I can Crayon you I can feature you in a ménage, yeah “Give me more, daddy,” that’s what your trois say She wanna hear more ’bout where I’m from and my child’s play Told her I ran it up fast and I didn’t do no race Up on these crooked ass cops and that’s what they really hate (They really hate) He told me, “Hand up in the air,” the gun in my face [Chorus: Young Thug] You want a real ni**a, I’m just one of those I’m just one of those, I’m just one of those I need a trill ho and she with all smoke I need one of those, I need one of those [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] You get the black card, baby (Card) Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby Runnin’ out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt [Verse 2: FN DaDealer] Thousand dollar Birkins, you deserve it, you kept it real for certain You was right there when I lost it all when everybody closed the curtain Turnt you up, I taught you how ball, you got these b*tches hurtin’ Deep inside your walls, I’ll make you talk, I got you cummin’ early She only fu*k with them real ni**as, I only fu*k with them trill b*tches If I got a problem, I go and I pop me a seal, that’s just how I deal with it She don’t like the fact that I hang around killers, I told her she just gotta deal with it This the life of a real ni**a, this the life of a real hitter, yeah Couple ni**as switched up, they ain’t real, I guess it is what it is I ain’t speakin’ for them other ni**as, fu*k them other ni**as, I ain’t fu*kin’ with them I’m a big baller, I be breakin’ the rim, let’s make a movie, I’ll fu*k her on film Ten-thousand on some diamonds, now I gotta shine and she only gon’ fu*k with a real one [Chorus: Young Thug] You want a real ni**a, I’m just one of those (On God) I’m just one of those, I’m just one of those (One) I need a trill ho and she with all smoke (All smoke) I need one of those, I need one of those (I need one) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] You get the black card, baby (Card) Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby Runnin’ out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt