Young Thug - Peanut Butter Jelly (PBJ) lyrics

(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