Massacre Young Thug

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[Intro]
La, la, la, la-la-la-la
La, la, la (Ma-ssa-cre-ah-ahh), la-la-la-la
La, la, la, la-la-la-la
La, la, la, la-
Massacre

[Verse 1]
Abracadabra, bae, run, don't get captured
If you got the apple, we pop you like Snapple
Hope you got collateral ’cause this a battle
.45 in my coat, Minneapolis
You can't let that Wes' Smith put a cap on it
And you know we not friendly, no dappin’ it
Hell of a fight 'cause all us some savages
Who the fuck tryna win and live lavish?

[Chorus]
Massacre (Woo), la-la-la-la-la-la
Massacre, war ready, baby
Massacre (Hey), la-la-la-la-la-la
Massacre

[Verse 2]
First I rob you, then come Batman
Who the fuck tryna do somethin' about it?
I'ma get that bitch inside the shower, then read it to her like a browser
Uh, yeah, this stick can multiply it and go divide it
If you really 'bout it, take that mask off your face and don't try to hide it
Don't disguise yourself (La, la, la)
Unless you need help (La-la-la-la)
Known to come by myself (La, la, la)
Meet me at the steps (La-la-la-la)
Look at the camera, I'm there (La, la, la)
I’m not scared of death (La-la-la-la)
Plus I’m the reason that you on the shelf (La, la, la)
Play the cards that was dealt (Woo)
Live life like the Joker, I thought that I told you
You know me, I'm not local, I’m up without Folgers
You the bomb, baby, lotus, but I'll take your soul out
And I'm tryna take you all out, put bombs in your girl's scout

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