Young Thug - Faces lyrics

[Verse] This is what you need, need (Ayy) I came with plenty racks This is what you need Wear my heart (Heart), on my sleeve (Hey) Sit me down, baby, tell me what it is Cross my heart the door ajar unless it's Bentley Say you wanna turn my back, don't go, don't call my dawg though (Yeah, yeah) I'm makin' love to shawty, oh (Yeah) Hey sis, spend it up Okay, you beat your cases and you don't have to sell the can now (Sell the can now) And that fu*kin' ring look like the Grand Slam (Woah) Oh, I'ma have to take a Bentley jet to [?] (Woah) Eat us some lobsters, just the bros, I left the hoes out Lost thirty million this year and that's what the shows at (Woah) I told 'em put the rest of it up, we got to hold out Got a few opp b*tches tryna figure out where my show spot Them racists Pockets full of big faces Switch a pay quick Rock up on 'em and just face it (Bah) Open cases, guess they thought I was on the [?] (Woo) Watch me falsetto out in Vegas with your lady (Woo) Tryna rob you, the chance is slimer than shady (Yeah) She got a head long with the [?] not basic (Oh yeah, yeah) She got me thinkin' everybody 'round me cheatin' (Yeah) These ni**as basic, they need to face it I'ma turn off the light Lil' shawty is you breathin'? Tell me if you caught a fever Stricly fu*kin' up every season (Oh) I took her out, seein' it changed me I took her out, she know the pain, babe You a hard headed ni**a, yeah fu*k all that though No back and forth with them opp or them hatin' hoes No back and forth with them opp or your ratchet ass hoe I hope you plan on growin' up with your ratchet ass, yeah [Outro] Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah/La-la-la, la-la-la Ooh, ooh, na-na I don't wanna get no crown [?] heartaches My heart gone