Young Thug - Amazing lyrics

[Intro] Sticky kush, sticky kush Tell me your name [Verse 1: Young Thug] n***a have you ever dreamed? I was the man and you a thing One and two Anytime I get mad, I can goodbye to you God damn, who the hell let rats in the house? King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house? Houston, Texas when I'm on land, I lean back like a couch I'm not playin', I want it bad, call shots like a spouse We roll that kushy up, we eat that p**y though s** it til you're throwin' up, my Phantom grey, no hound I lost a Lear, no bucks, still waitin' on that Bentley truck Stop playin', lil bitty boy, you a duck He ain't YSL, n***a, he ain't in the hut I might stop by and let that little b**h lush I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus Little n***a, you know what it was You know what it is, you know what it does I'm makin' your old lady shake it She s**in' too slow, I'm impatient My diamonds so wet like they bathin' Don't know where to go, I'm amazin' [Hook: Jacquees] What's amazin'? I don't know What's amazin'? I don't know What's amazin'? I don't know What's amazin'? (Amazing is a grateful thing) I might accept your apology I mean you throw L's up if you ain't followin' I am a beast, your life I'll be swallowin' And I've been drinkin', I need to bottle this [Verse 2: Young Thug] Man I'm so tired of these n***as man I am so tired of these b**hes I'm so magnificent, studio workin' I'm wearin' a top like I'm pimpin' Your b**h want my milk I'm sittin' at the top lookin' down at these wimps These hoes just roll me a blunt And you know that they stuff it, it cannot be imps I never had cutla** and donks I based up my bankroll then based out my trunk I might f** that lil b**h in the mornin' I might put her out and call Tyrone Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone I'm big ballin', b**h put me inside the dome I'm wearin' Maison Margiela (the tight way) I'm wearin' Maison Margiela (the right way) I'm wearin' Maison Margiela (the scary sight way) I'm wearin' Maison Margiela (the goodnight way) Take some sand to the beach Party with a couple foreign freaks Kim K lookin' ho, Yeezy Florida livin' n***a, Pork N Beans [Interlude: Jacquees] Yeah, and I'mma ride this b**h tonight And I just might ride this b**h tonight Pork N Beans where you at baby? Pork N Beans where you at baby? [Verse 3: Young Thug] Brown sugar on that b**h Pull up with a ho and she know I'm ready to Bust her, pay her, leave her, f** her I don't wait up, let me check my mail He broke, he servin' his squad with a scale I make it rain, I hope all is well I pull off deep like what in the hell? Ho give all my n***as some bails Wait I'mma lay down 'fore I'll tell Pull up in old school Chevelles I don't save pictures, they might get revealed How many times have I asked are you well? How many times have I popped a perc pill? How many homies at home on the bail? How many times have I told you you shell? How many meals have I ate until I burp? Dropping the top on the Mulsanne ain't no hot top on merchs Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt Hey I was thinking this is not that work