Young Thug - Family Don't Matter lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, whaddup I’m tryina put my dick inside of yo panties And when I tell this sh** ??? [Verse 1: Young Thug] I be rolling loud While they rolling loud Smokin backwoods and moving baggage I was getting protected by my savages Yellow school buses that’s a Xanax Causing me to sleep and I ain’t plan it (YEE HAW!!) I got some jobs all day Roll out the jar all day I be on Mars all day I’m with the stars all day Boss all day Roll up the raw all day Babysit your dog all day Boutta watch you jog all day [Hook (x2): Young Thug] Like family don’t matter, oh, oh What’s poppin, what’s the deal? (x4) [Verse 2: Young Thug] Bagged a bad b**h, I got a foreign son Tommy gun, found a real tommy gun I dropped a milly on my chain, I got no Barry Bonds And I got a head full of hair like I’m from Amazon Uhh, light that a** like a candle honey Uhh, Ferigamo shower shoes for me Uhh, light pole and it got j**els on it Uhh, like an ol’ school I got some pooled on it Huhh, Satan, abracadbra, abracadbra k** all you ba*tards, I want no wrestle The bread amba**ador, no nuttin else matter to him I’m ballin like Patrick Ewing Turn up on you ba*tards Hop in a ghost like Casper Everything go smooth for me, like I got my Masters Fubu platinum up, birds in the Acura Albums platinum up, I k** any ba*tards [Hook: Young Thug] Like family don’t matter, oh, oh What’s poppin, what’s the deal? (x4) [Verse 3: Young Thug] Country Billy made a couple milly Tryna park the Rolls Royce inside the Picadilly All he had couple strikes ??? (of course) Got another half a milly in white tees, of course Don’t you panic, don’t you take this sh** for granted Don’t you panic, when I put my ??? Don’t you panic, when I catch up with yo b**h you know I’m smashing I, I can put her on her feet, oh, oh head ?? You gotta tell me what’s wrong I can’t ??? til the morning I gotta put my dick in yo mouth right when you yawn You gotta put that puss on my lips whenever I’m on one I think the red dot, so I put my bum, bum I’m bout to f** somebody girl off this rum, rum (Go head) I’m chasing all of these rats like I was Tom (yeah) But it ain’t e’en matter, I was trying k** these ba*tards [Hook: Young Thug] Like family don’t matter, oh, oh What’s poppin, what’s the deal? (x8) [Verse : Millie Go Lightly] Rolling through the W6 You feeling me I’m feeling you Falling deep, too deep Purple dreams of Cashmere silk [Hook: Young Thug]