[Young Thug] Yeah, take some Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty Yeah, yeah
My nigga Wheezy, you know what I´m sayin´
[Young Thug] I can´t do nothin´ with that bitch, the way she flodgin´ Wrapped a million up, ain´t none of my dogs starvin´ Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes they ménage à trois-in´ Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like I´m Curry Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains
[Young Thug] Okay if you seen me with her you know she workin´
Okay I just spent a quarter mil on purses I have never settled for a bitch that swerves me Oh yeah, oh Yeah Balenciaga, triple-S the first whip My niggas call me CVS, I keep the syrup with me Purple Act, purple kush, purple percs nigga I tote Fear of God by the jeans, with the skirts nigga I wore Balmain way before your church niggas I know Chanel personal work, Celia I know, I´m the GOAT, I know All four my pockets got the Klumps, I´m Eddie Murphy
[Young Thug] Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like I´m Curry Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving
I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains Yeah, I can´t do nothin´ with the bitch, just know she stalkin´ Wrapped a million up, ain´t none of my dogs starvin´ Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon Couple hoes they ménage à trois-in´
[Gunna] I done had my trunk for the whole engine I´m tryna see if my pockets can fit a whole million Niggas be plottin´, the reason I tote a semi YSL my partners, we back to back in these Bentleys You niggas you stealin´ my drip, I´ma need a percentage
Just got some head from your bitch, ain´t even wanna hit it Mix Hi-Tech red with this Act, I feel like like a chemist Pop a jaw to your dome, bring it back, yeah slatt business Slime was the first to take me ´cross the border Walked in sack to Saks and spent a quarter Ride on the back of your ho like a spoiler Y´all gon´ wanna on go, in that order Me and Bugalow ´bout to go to Bora Bora Rode the four door Porsche and it had my voice hoarse With the fifty stacks in the back on a world tour All these racks, I came a long way from Diadoras
[ Young Thug] I just made one of my bitches take my other bitch some paper out in LA
Yeah, I just made one of my girls take my other girl some paper out in LA Told me got me too, wait ´til I arrive Told me have her too, wait ´til I arrive, yeah Oh my god, it´s mob ties
[Young Thug] Gucci bag for my shoes, they look dirty I got thirty new bitches like I´m Curry Bought the Rolls Royce and came through Bleveland swerving I just wiped my dick off with the Rolls Royce curtains Yeah, I can´t do nothin´ with the bitch, just know she stalkin´ Wrapped a million up, ain´t none of my dogs starvin´ Rolly-polly with that TEC-9, the carbon
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