[Young Thug]
Uh
Uh
DJ Carnage times Thugger, you know what I´m sayin´?

Thugger times DJ Carnage, you know what I´m sayin´?
You know what I´m sayin´ nigga?
Ya dig? Ya dig?

[Young Thug]
I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don´t even pour it up
We pullin´ up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin´ us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin´ that Robituss´
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin´ up
Player, oh you the homie
If you didn´t tell then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the homie
If you not stale, then you the homie

Grew up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin´ Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I´m a bitch
These niggas they tellin´, they counterfeit

[Young Thug]
Put that fuckboy on the newspaper
In the sea with some tons strapped to his ankles
Fuck nigga, try me at any angle
I´ma shoot him and turn him into an angel
Boy, you gon´ turn him into an angel?
Fuck yeah, turn him to an angel
Don´t come around with the anger
You know everybody having bangers
If a pussy nigga play with me
Swear to god Kirk Franklin can´t save him
I can get you whacked real easy
You are not a Power Ranger, you a stranger

Pussy nigga you´re no danger
Gangster bitch with me, she´ll spank ya
Swear to God all I gotta do is point one finger
She´ll close range ya, hah
Drinkin´ ´Tussin´, nigga slow it down
RIP to Troupe, pour it out
You want me dead but I can´t ever die
They livin´ false, but I can never lie
Mob baby, baby I got ties
I want chicken wings on the side
You got higher dreams when you fly
Until then you´re never near the sky

[Young Thug]
I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don´t even pour it up
We pullin´ up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin´ us

This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin´ that Robituss´
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin´ up
Player, oh you the homie
If you didn´t tell then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the homie
If you not stale, then you the homie
Grew up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin´ Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I´m a bitch
These niggas they tellin´, they counterfeit

[Meek Mill]
You was the plug, then you the homie
You never tell, then you the homie
You know it´s nothin´ but shooters on me
Them niggas know and never movin´ on me

I keep a Mac in the Louis bag
Look like I got the computers on me
I´ma get back at your stupid ass
We gon´ whack you to better the sooner homie
I be fucking your Wednesday crush
I´m with that bitch and she droolin´ on me
All of that shit be made up
I´m poppin´ and they makin´ up rumors on me
She gon´ jump on this dick and manuever on me
I´ma cut her a check and she gon´ do it for me
Even though my lil´ bitches be used to money
Just like Jay and Bey daughter I blew the money nigga, woah

[Young Thug]
I took the bales out in the rainy weather
This a eight passeng´ jet, this is not propeller
I´m a big dawg, got my dawgs with me, German Sheppard, uh

Yeah I´m rich, kid, but I´m so ready to Bobby, Whitney
Can´t let you go outside, I just cannot let you dig it

[Young Thug]
I got a bottle of Ace and I popped it and I don´t even pour it up
We pullin´ up foreign, we walk through the club and the bitches they knowin´ us
This for them niggas that hated on me and they drankin´ that Robituss´
I had a baby at fifteen and ever since then I been growin´ up
Player, oh you the homie
If you didn´t tell then you the homie
If you got bail, then you the homie
If you not stale, then you the homie

Grew up with criminals, scandalous
Rockin´ Chanel, then you the bitch
I got me a Birkin like I´m a bitch
These niggas they tellin´, they counterfeit

[Young Thug]
Yeah, I got a motherfucking ten thousand dollar toe ring on, know what I´m sayin´?
With some motherfucking Giuseppe sandals on, bitch
Know what I´m sayin´, with my tattoos on my toes too, by the way, know what I´m sayin´?
Yeah, and I got blue cheese on me, all hundreds
Blue cheese, no ranch
How you dig that, know what I´m sayin´
Yeah I dig that with a golden shovel on another level
With a iced out AP times a Rollie bezel

It´s YSL slime shit
You gotta stay ready to keep from gettin´ ready, you understand what I´m sayin´?
Yeah man, when the bread ready, call yo I´ma take it