Big Bag Lil Keed (Ft. Dolly White & Young Thug)

[Intro]
(A tsunami warning has been issued.)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I let the jet speed off, uh
I crave a million dollars, uh
These niggas lookin' sour, uh
I prayed up my toddlers, uh
I blew out the tires, uh
The Bugatti, yeah, it's too fast for me
Took off on a pill who asked for me
She suck on that dick gradually, uh
I grew up on sand, baby
I don't know 'bout this bitch, she a fan, baby
I don't fuck with this nigga he ran, baby
I don't fuck with this bitch, not a man, baby
Got this drip on my wrist she gon' glance at it
I don't want that lil car if your man had it
Peanut butter the guts in a 911
AK-47 with nuts and you very scary (ay)
What's the optimistic? I been out the trenches
What's the option given when you born a killer?
I been servin' babies, fuck a babysitter
I been nuttin' on her, never evеr kiss her
I just talk to God, not a fuckin' pillow
I don't fuck with fraud, I'm a real young nigga
Shawty keep me hard 'causе I'm havin' millions
And I'm so determined, nigga