Termite Young Thug

[Intro]
(We got London on da Track)

[Chorus]
I stacked the racks it's perfect timing, damn right
Got off my ass and climbed that mountain, day and night
When I got racks I stacked my pile up, real high
Drainin' out my dick just like a termite
(ay) termite , (ay ay) like a termite
She slobbin' on my dick like she a termite
That's that termite, I call her termite
I drain all of these bitches like a termi-i-ite

[Pre-Chorus]
Burberry all my bitches
Tooth fairy all they wishes
I need diamonds, I'm drippin'
Pillsbury all my bitches
Soft booty muffins in the kitchen
Can't stop me I'm too deep in with the pimpin'

[Verse 1]
But what if my life turn cold? (brrr)
And what if your brains were froze?
I know you won't listen to me
And if I catch that rat bitch she fixin' to bleed
And see you when you in the street
I count it, fat like a geek
She know my bankroll on fleek
She want eat me before she eat
I cannot stop and don't stop
And she sucking me loose I can't breathe
She scratching up her knees
I'm like this can't be