How I Used to Be* Young Thug

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[Pre-Chorus]
Okay, ice cold temperatures
I got million dollar signatures
Okay, fuck around with that cheddar, I'll leave you missin', on my daddy
I got diamonds and I'm testin' 'em
I got a bitch that's gon' lie and gon' cry and gon' die just for me
Slime gon' take yo' life, dawg (Big bag)

[Chorus]
I'ma let God be the Judge, tell him how I used to be (I got racks)
Hop in the back seat and let him take the wheel (Big bag)
Three hunnid racks to the judge, we made a deal
I got all my pockets swole before I signed a deal

[Verse]
They think it's a pay day
Take a bitch on a vaca' (Bitch on a vaca')
Fuck her, then make her vacate (Then make her vacate)
Private jet on the next day (Private jet on the next day)
Fuck on top of the covers (Top of the covers)
Got my game from Pimp C (Got my game from Pimp C)
I got stain and you dig, ayy
I left his brain in the driveway

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