[Young Thug]
Yeah
Young SEX
What´s up, nigga? What’s happenin´?
Uh, ayy

48 Hertz
Yee

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Young Thug]
All my niggas yellin´ slatt, all my bitches, they get slimy (Woo, woo, woo)
Get the bag, got too many racks, we don’t put on fake diamonds (Let´s go, let´s go)
We´ll run off with that pack, do it again if you remind me (Let´s go)
All my bitches´ ass fat, she let me hit it from behind her (Okay)
I told ´em not to hit me back ´til a nigga really down
Told his bitch about these racks, I’m not spendin’ any time
All my bitches out the mud, bitch, I´ma be a slime

I got porcelains behind the rose gold diamonds and I shine (Yeah, yeah)

[Young Thug]
I got woodgrain in the Bentley, I was thinkin’ ´bout sharin´ these riches
I got bitches on bitches on bitches, thinkin´ ’bout puttin´ ´em all in my business
I gotta see what I´m spendin´, I gotta keep a dime with me (Woo)
I got some trees like it´s Christmas, I´m strapped up with big definition
Hop out this Rolls Royce, I got a million bitches
Big Tymer with these racks and all my jewelry litty
I got big baguettes, baggy-bag´, yeah, uh, uh
Treyway, Treyway (Woo)

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Young Thug]
All my niggas yellin´ slatt, all my bitches, they get slimy (Woo, woo, woo)
Get the bag, got too many racks, we don´t put on fake diamonds (Let´s go, let´s go)
We´ll run off with that pack, do it again if you remind me (Let´s go)
All my bitches´ ass fat, she let me hit it from behind her (Okay)
Told ´em not to hit me back ´til a nigga really down
Told his bitch about these racks, I´m not spendin´ any time
All my bitches out the mud, bitch, I´ma be a slime
I got porcelains behind the rose gold diamonds and I shine (Yeah, yeah)

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Walk in yellin´, "Slatt," we got money, power, respect
Partners in the Hellcat, yellin´ "Free my nigga Yak"
Bleveland Ave where we at
She suckin´ that dick, it gon´ make it wet
She a lil´ freak for the bustdown Patek
Soon as it touch down, I bust down the pack
Slime, nigga, wipe your nose
Broke boy be sloppy joe
Clutch on the stick, he´ll knock at the door
I like her, she a lil´ freak, she a ho
Can´t wife her, you know I´m in love with my dough
I know how to aim, what the fuck I need a scope for?
Lil Gotit pull up with that Draco, go loco,

Find out where the opps live and pull a kick door
Come to the trap, we got numbers like limbo
All of my bitches get slimy
Don´t tweet for no nigga, I catch him, he dyin´
A million diamonds and all of ´em mine
I done got me a check, I done ran up them digits
Cap ass nigga, you a fitted
Saint Laurent hoodie, bitches tryna get in my business (Bitch)

[Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Young Thug]
All my niggas yellin´ slatt, all my bitches, they get slimy (Woo, woo, woo)
Get the bag, got too many racks, we don´t put on fake diamonds (Let´s go, let´s go)
We´ll run off with that pack, do it again if you remind me (Let´s go)
All my bitches´ ass fat, she let me hit it from behind her (Okay)

Told ´em not to hit me back ´til a nigga really down
Told his bitch about these racks, I´m not spendin´ any time
All my bitches out the mud, bitch, I´ma be a slime
I got porcelains behind the rose gold diamonds and I shine (Yeah, yeah)

[ Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Young Thug]
All my niggas yellin´ slatt (Aw, woo)
All my bitches, they get slimy (Woo, woo, woo)
We´ll run off with that pack
Do it again if you remind me (Yeah)