[Young Thug] DY Krazy Peter Piper pepper, I never kept her Peter Piper pepper, we never kept ´em Yeah
[Young Thug & Future] I got more bracelets on than you got chains, bro Me and my dawg´s dope came in on the same boat Whippin´ the same dope, I put the bitch in the eighth stroke Right out the ghetto, too rap for the Leto, yeah Caught my first body out a Bentley coupe, yeah Ten real murders from my migos, yeah Rock the Cuban link down to my knees, yeah, yeah Ostrich seats, bite your sleeves, yeah, yeah Trippin´ ´em up like I´m refereein´ with these gators (Yeah) Triple my spot, it was no more basic cable (Yeah) I mixed some Act´ with some yellow ´Tuss like a Laker (Yeah) Three shot ´em like a motherfuckin´ Pacer (Southside, yeah, yeah)
Never lose like I´m motherfuckin´ McGregor (Yeah) Inside the whips come red like ketchurp (Yeah) Count this money up with glasses like a niz-zerd (Yeah) Codeine laboratory like I´m Dexter Bad yellow skin, Filipin´ Envious and gin, never win Chrome Heart lens, help me see ´em Hit him in his back, South Central Made a lot of M´s right from sinnin´ Ready to smoke the pimp ´bout my winnin´ I prefer the shrimp, tired of chicken Ever saw me limp? That´s
[Future] I got more rings than you got hoes, bro I bought my BM a Bentley with the wing, yeah I let my kids fly private, I´m supreme, yeah
Real killers move in silence, takin´ that clean batch I want the one with the real hair I´m out the jungle, a real bear Put a chinchilla on anywhere I´m out that zoo, zoo, zoo I´m a gorilla, ape, nigga, I ain´t ate I ain´t satisfied ´til all you niggas in yellow tape, yeah ´Cause these niggas, they ain´t loyal, they been chillin´ with the opps Doe Boy came in that 450 Spyder straight from off the block Had to throw my crack a few times, don´t fuck ´round with no cop Checked on Google, I´m out my noodles I feed shrimps to all my shooters Ayy, my bitch a bad bitch, so I turned her to a recruiter
I´m a real assassin, quarter M for a backend Shawty got real sassy when I gave her that Patek If I bust it down today she never gon´ go back average So much Chanel, I might as well open up my own store Used to use these bales as pillows, sleepin´ on floors Original BMG nigga, yeah the feds know I´m the richest nigga came from Lil´ Mexico
[ Future] If you ever catch me limpin´, ´cause I´m a pimp Chrome Hearts help me see the haters, I can see ´em Gotta keep ten mil´ stashed under my ho bed And I gotta keep some ice like a meth-head