young thug - beat the case lyrics
[intro]
no hundreds, all thousands (sheesh)
white at the top, keep the blue at the bottom
might end your production, ya
i put it on now she blushing, yeah
[pre-chorus]
take you a bowl of spaghetti put it on your head like it’s tata
we gon’ come thru around three and i pray and hope everybody knocked out
put a muzzle on a k and a potato on a tec and go shoot while your lights out
foreign tags in the hood, yeah slatts out
[chorus]
intercontinental make the birds flip
i just had a pint, it was a whole rip
f-ck a margarita, i’m out the bowl with it
make her suck the d-ck gotta choke with it
that’s how they was dealt, we gotta roll with it
oxycontin velvet got a coat with it
i just had a fifthsome off a foreplay, aye
pour it up, beat the case, aye
[verse 1]
i ain’t got nothin’ to say ’bout these bad cops
f-ck the good ones, they should all drop
ninety percent of us mob ties
i’m in a coupe with a bad thot
i’m really focused on bad stuff
i’ll hold your kid for a ransom
i went and got it yeah, handsome
i ain’t gotta change my rings
i ain’t gotta change my bands
you was tryna f-ck it with your kids
i was in a white avalanche
i was drinkin’ grapes like crans’
conversation ain’t ’round business
last 8 sections on the land
i just got a ring like a durant
throw a hundred racks, make her chant
i don’t got no hundreds, all thousands on me
dropped a whole quarter mil’ on the blouser homie
rockin’ the mink, got koala on it
i just copped me a pent with a dolly on it
i put my d-ck in my stylist
i lost a cool hundred racks out in college
i just ran into one of my opps
i was so fresh man i talked myself out it, yeah
[chorus]
intercontinental make the birds flip
i just had a pint, it was a whole rip
f-ck a margarita, i’m out the bowl with it
make her suck the d-ck gotta choke with it
that’s how they was dealt, we gotta roll with it
oxycontin velvet got a coat with it
i just had a fifthsome off a foreplay, aye
pour it up, beat the case, aye
[verse 2]
i just want some money, i just want a hunnid thousand money
money in the trunk, f-ck it, put the money in the front
[?], i was just [?]
i was just was thumbin’ through these hundreds
i was tryna f-ck her out of ones
i just bring pumpum to my son
i’ma eat that cuncun in the mornin’
i don’t got no cars american
i’m just gon’ get fly like pelicans
i’ma knock it out like barry bonds
i’ma [?] tribe, run marathons
f-ck four racks, no credit card
jump off the boat, get this dope on a boat
my diamonds, they red like a boat
my b-tches, they dressed like the popes
i hold onto her arm like a goat
on the west coast, i’m f-ckin’ with locs
all my cars are need for speed
all the trenches in need of me
got a whole new drip, can’t delete it
got a whole new team no cleats, yeah
[pre-chorus]
take you a bowl of spaghetti put it on your head like it’s tata
we gon’ come thru around three and i pray and hope everybody knocked out
put a muzzle on a k and a potato on a tec and go shoot while your lights out
foreign tags in the hood, yeah slatts out
[chorus]
intercontinental make the birds flip
i just had a pint, it was a whole rip
f-ck a margarita, i’m out the bowl with it
make her suck the d-ck gotta choke with it
that’s how they was dealt, we gotta roll with it
oxycontin velvet got a coat with it
i just had a fifthsome off a foreplay, aye
pour it up, beat the case, aye
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