Young Thug - For My People lyrics

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Young Thug - For My People lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] 56 hundred for the Cartier YSL sh**, know what I'm sayin? Me and Lil Duke Aye lil' boo, who are you? [Hook: Young Thug] I put it down for my people Ready to die for my people We multiply with the people Have a shootout for my people We gon' take lives for these people We gon' fly high like an eagle I sold them hunnas and eagles I know that b**h and mistreat 'em (thugger!) Beat up that p**y, no nerve in it b**h say she straight like a perm in it Bentley Spur with the curtain missin' Bentley Spur with the curtain missin' p**y clean, ain't no germs in it My pocket, it look like a book with the worm in it [Verse 1: Young Thug] I woke up, I prayed and I'm hustlin' I roll up, I pull up with shorty I pour up a four of the muddy I pour up a four of the muddy I lean, I lean on my luggage Got Aquafina, it's nothin' I f**ed that b**h while in London I beat that b**h like I'm London I put in work for my people You say you not broke, but me either Man I'm gettin' so fly like a seagull And I'm ready to die for my people b**h I'm a zoo, not a zebra I cook up the dope and no ether Old school, it sound like a beeper We not gon' let you mistreat 'em b**h I'm the sh**, f** a toilet If you can't stand him then seat him Run up a check and I'm glory Farrakhan, me, I'm a leader I was just smokin' on doja f** n***as trick 'em and treat 'em Pour up a four in a 40 We drop a four in a liter I pour up a four while he cook up the blow I just f**ed your hoe, p**y n***a you know I just got the blow and it came off the boat Got racks inside my skinny jeans and they pokin' No hokey, no pokey, f** n***a you're broke as sh** I heard that you tote it, I heard that you wrote it I heard that they pay you to watchin' your focus [Hook: Young Thug] I put it down for my people Ready to die for my people We multiply with the people Have a shootout for my people We gon' take lives for these people We gon' fly high like an eagle I sold them hunnas and eagles I know that b**hes mistreat 'em Beat up that p**y, no nerve in it b**h say she straight like a perm in it Bentley Spur with the curtain missin' Bentley Spur with the curtain missin' p**y clean, ain't no germs in it My pocket, it look like a book with the worm in it [Verse 2: Young Thug + Duke] Lil Duke insisted Thot b**h, she crippin' Play with me, he trippin' They find your a** missin' We built like relentless Pull up to shows in them Bentleys Choppa go right for your kidneys I'll prolly be f**in' your mistress I swear this one hell of a feelin' I swear this one hell of a livin' I drink on the Act all day I got a hell of a kidney I swear that they know that these n***as ain't scarin' me YSL on, bangin' that 'til they bury me These n***as fake and they're fairies, they're tellin' me We some young veterans dodgin' the federal, settled I whip up that white like she work, I'm the chef I know a few n***as just waitin' on my d**h b**h I'm Sudan, I got planes on my steps Y'all b**hes, you know we in here Got b**hes on b**hes, you know we in here Yeah, we make it snow in the VIP Gats on our hips and we totin' in here Racks in my pocket, they know what it is [Hook: Young Thug] I put it down for my people Ready to die for my people We multiply with the people Have a shootout for my people We gon' take lives for these people We gon' fly high like an eagle I sold them hunnas and eagles I know that b**hes mistreat 'em Beat up that p**y, no nerve in it b**h say she straight like a perm in it Bentley Spur with the curtain missin' Bentley Spur with the curtain missin' p**y clean, ain't no germs in it My pocket, it look like a book with the worm in it

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