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[intro: young thug & future]
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yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus: young thug]
she a b+tch and a hoe but she mine (mine)
i put spit in her mouth, now it shine (yeah)
i was gon’ f+ck that b+tch but she lying (yeah)
you can see that i’m gone by my eyes (yeah)
my lil’ shawty, she ride like a bike (skkrt)
i just told her to upgrade her ride (ride)
i just told her to tell me you with it
i put water on her neck, not her eyes
now she tryna get attached
i keep sending [?]
x amount of rats in the trap
perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
got a old school b+tch like a ‘lac (skkrt, skkrt)
yeah, eat my flesh
this a n+gga bestie, riding round, was so young, like it’s nestle
young n+gga’s girlfriends trying to molest me
[verse 1: young thug]
[?] was bleeding, they shot up his rolls (woah)
i called the [?] to drop off a ho (woah)
i’m at the show, two for five kinda show (woah)
thank god a young n+gga can’t fabricate it (hold on)
i got shawty gone with no hesitation (hesitate)
rolls royce the choice, i can’t never race it (rolls)
i hit your friend, i ain’t shamed to say it (yeah)

[chorus: young thug]
she a b+tch and a hoe but she mine (mine)
i put spit in her mouth, now it shine (yeah)
i was gon’ f+ck that b+tch but she lying (yeah)
you can see that i’m gone by my eyes (yeah)
my lil’ shawty, she ride like a bike (skkrt)
i just told her to upgrade her ride (ride)
i just told her to tell me you with it
i put water on her neck, not her eyes
now she tryna get attached
i keep sending [?]
x amount of rats in the trap
perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
got a old school b+tch like a ‘lac (skkrt, skkrt)
yeah, eat my flesh
this a n+gga bestie, riding round, was so young, like it’s nestle
young n+gga’s girlfriends trying to molest me
[verse 2: gunna]
speeding in the foreign, they say i’m doing jet speed
engine in the backseat, 12 can’t catch me
give a kiss to [?], i can never be a deadbeat
made it out the hood where they bury a n+gga six feet
make a lotta money, make a n+gga wanna k!ll me
remember having nothing, now we going on a spending spree
moral of the story, you ain’t working, you’ll never eat
we are not the same, we cannot relate
i know how to say, keep the money safe
millionaire got me shopping on broadway
some reason, i still think about hard days
swiped sixty racks straight off a card, hey
got my [?], i want a ménage
got some new cuban links, they was pavé
bought a maybach, i never can drive it
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need me a whitney, i’m bobby
pull up, you know where the vibes be (vibe)
got her top off with her vibe (hey)
forgiato on the tires (hey, skkrt)
straight out the south
i’m a young king, they know that by now
cup full of lean, i pour more than an ounce
say that we loud and i don’t hear a sound
[chorus: young thug]
she a b+tch and a hoe but she mine (mine)
i put spit in her mouth, now it shine (yeah)
i was gon’ f+ck that b+tch but she lying (yeah)
you can see that i’m gone by my eyes (yeah)
my lil’ shawty, she ride like a bike (skkrt)
i just told her to upgrade her ride (ride)
i just told her to tell me you with it
i put water on her neck, not her eyes
now she tryna get attached
i keep sending [?]
x amount of rats in the trap
perfect, gotta tell me this, tell me that
got a old school b+tch like a ‘lac (skkrt, skkrt)
yeah, eat my flesh
this a n+gga bestie, riding round, was so young, like it’s nestle
young n+gga’s girlfriends trying to molest me (yeah, yeah, yeah)



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