Ima Thug OMB Peezy

[Intro]
(Drum Dummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
Ayy, look, look

[Verse 1]
You pull up spittin' out the window with that Glock, you must be stupid
Grab that chopper out the bushes, you won't make it, it get ruthless
I've been through a lot of shit but I can't let 'em see me sweat
Oh, that lil' nigga talkin' crazy? We gon' pull up, make a mess
Bitch, don't take that shit off, I'm tryna fuck you in your dress
Pull up four deep with my partners, go, go, go next
Everybody ran a train on your ho and I'm to blame
On the low, we got them things
I just hopped up off the plane
Fuck a Glock, we got them choppers, shoot this block up if you want to
In the club, I got a snub, but I ain't gon' use it, I'm gon' stomp you
And your ho just told me she wanna throw it but she don't want to
She love when I'm alone on the phone but I don't want to
So what you gon' do?

[Chorus]
(Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm a thug (Ayy, yeah, yeah)