Old Lady* Young Thug & Gunna (Ft. Rich The Kid)

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[Rich the Kid]
It's a foreign when I slide
It's a Fendi, bought my bitch the slides
Cinderella, she don't fit the size (Woo woo woo)
I'ma pass her, she gon' fuck the guys (The guys)
Hublot face baguette ('Guette)
Got sauce, spaghetti ('Ghetti)
I'ma bust on her face, she gon' let me (She gon' let me)
Walk around, whole lotta fetti (What?)

[Young Thug]
Every day, my diamonds dancin', it's a mosh-pit
Different color, living color, how much sparkle can I get?
Flyer than Harry Potter on the cover of your book
Solitary, yellow canary, Yaya Diamonds in my boogers
Clear white crystals be the reason that your old lady is winnin'
Flawless diamonds is the motion is the newest silent killer (Woah)
I came from out the trash can surrounded by nothing but killers (Wo-woah)
My Benz tall as an Avalanche and it cost eight figures (Woah-woah-woah)
Blue Lamborghini Urus, baby, take a ride
Tempur-Pedic seats gon' hug you when you glide high
I put Molly in the Juice in the fridge and it's mine
Ain't no cap for you dirty bitches ran up [?]
I make fetti when I ride
All new year to December, it's confetti, we alive
I already been disguised, machette when I spy
Hundred thirties, still gon' smile
She's already for the guys, I was...