Ready Peewee Longway (Ft. Jose Guapo & Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug & Peewee Longway]
Thugger, Longway
Longway, Longway
I got guap, I got guap, truckloads of it
I want some more of it, nigga

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I think that she psychic, I hope that you ready, she got you your pounds
I think that she psychic, I hope that you ready, bitch having pouts
The bottom of her look just like spaghetti, she got you spaghetti
I fill her lungs up with nothin' but the lettuce, nothin' but the lettuce

[Post-Chorus: Peewee Longway & Young Thug]
She might be young, but she ready
I hope that you ready for war
She might be young, but she ready
I know that she ready for war
She might be young, but she ready
I hope that you ready for war
She might be young, but she ready
I know that she ready for war (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Young Thug, Peeweee Longway & Both]
She don't wan' join us inside of the club, so she sat in the car
Smoking on ganja weed, got it from Peewee, that pack is bizarre
Bitch wanna know how it feels to live life like a star (Live like a star)
Took the bitch right to my crib and fucked her right next to the car (Uh, uh)
She want it (Ooh), I got it (Got it, hey)
She young, but she ready, I doubt it (I doubt it)
I be dodging paparazzis, I shoot at niggas' bodies (Flah, flah, flah, blaow, blaow)
That AK, I got 'em
Me and Longway, Longway (Ooh)
What the song says
Came from the bottom, bitches geeked off Percocets (Percocets, ayy)
Whole lot of bitches wan' have ménages
Send them bags strictly out the long way, yeah