[Intro: Young Thug]
Ay, pussy nigga recordin' in the studio
Got me thinkin' he getting footage for my whole hoe
I'm paranoid, I'm glad that these ain't my hoes
I can't let 'em backstage at the crowd door
Wheezy beats
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hey, again, again (Woah woah)
Again, again (Woah woah)
Pull up, fuckin' in school, right in the parking lot (Smash, smash)
Then I found out on my teacher's spots (Smash, smash, smash)
Pull up to the school and fuck her in the parking lot (Smash, smash, smash)
Pull up to the school, fuck her in the parking lot again (Smash, smash, smash)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I put a hunnid racks to my brother (hunnid racks)
I spent another hunnid in the pen (hunnid more)
I been getting money, I don't need no other (need no niggas)
Nobody helped me, bitch I'm independent
All type of cash in my jeans, yeah (jeans yeah)
All type of cash on her spleen, yeah (put it on her spleen)
Only Chanel bags in her closet (all type)
Quarter ticket and they braggin' (half millionaire dreams)
Foreign belt, this ain't no saggin' (the world know what I'm dreaming)
You knew we livin' lavish (I had a dream)
Knew we livin' lavish (YSL on the street)
Ay, pussy nigga recordin' in the studio
Got me thinkin' he getting footage for my whole hoe
I'm paranoid, I'm glad that these ain't my hoes
I can't let 'em backstage at the crowd door
Wheezy beats
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hey, again, again (Woah woah)
Again, again (Woah woah)
Pull up, fuckin' in school, right in the parking lot (Smash, smash)
Then I found out on my teacher's spots (Smash, smash, smash)
Pull up to the school and fuck her in the parking lot (Smash, smash, smash)
Pull up to the school, fuck her in the parking lot again (Smash, smash, smash)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I put a hunnid racks to my brother (hunnid racks)
I spent another hunnid in the pen (hunnid more)
I been getting money, I don't need no other (need no niggas)
Nobody helped me, bitch I'm independent
All type of cash in my jeans, yeah (jeans yeah)
All type of cash on her spleen, yeah (put it on her spleen)
Only Chanel bags in her closet (all type)
Quarter ticket and they braggin' (half millionaire dreams)
Foreign belt, this ain't no saggin' (the world know what I'm dreaming)
You knew we livin' lavish (I had a dream)
Knew we livin' lavish (YSL on the street)
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