Out the Bowl Young Thug (Ft. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Uh, hold up hold up hold up
And my nigga Thug in this motherfucker
Turn it up, cut it up a little more
Feel like I'm sleepwalkin' (Yeah)
Sleep talkin'

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane and Young Thug]
Cut my bitch off, wash my dick off in a bitch mouth
Make her kiss your boy, you ain't ride, so you bitched out
Shawty so fine that I can’t put the bitch out
But she got me pissed off, damn I should have tricked off
Slick sauce on my clique boss, this ain't Kriss Kross
Brick loft, get it off like the real Rick Ross
1017 boss, bitch call me gold mouth
Big Guwop in the house and he showed out
Disrespect Brick Squad and you get drugged out
And every time I limp down the street, that’s a plug walk
Gucci used to be the shiznit, can he still lift?
Ten tell ten that I got your bitch ten pills
Telling everybody in the place, can’t sit still
Sorry to say that I know where your bitch live
Gucci used to be a rich man, and he still is
Bag came wrong, I'ma show them what the deal is
Rolling like motherfucker, 45 X pills
She make me say (My my my) [?] easy