[Intro: Young Thug & Future]
Wake up, F1LTHY (Turn it up)
Yeah, turn it up
Too much
Yeah
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hellcat Kenny, yeah, I'ma fuck your bitch (Ah)
Demon child, I can get your mama rich (Raow, raow)
Got no problem gettin' in yo' sister's kid (Baow, baow, baow)
Got no problem gettin' all yo' children lit (On God, yeah)
Hellcat Kenny, this a fuckin' jet (Yeah)
I been in the trenches givin' everythin' back (Everythin' back)
You can ask my homies and my goddamn hoes (Yeah)
All this motherfuckin' money off my shows (What?), off of the road (Road)
Put these boys on spoke (Hey)
For fifty, he gone broke (Grah)
Hellcat the folks, suck me out my clothes
Shawty came with force (What?)
Fuck lil' homie claimin'? Keep that on the porch (Ha), damn
I just spent half a million dollars on the Superbowl (No lie)
I just bought a ring, cost a Superbowl (Goddamn)
I just bought some lean worth a Superbowl (Goddamn)
I just felt her cream, ain't no SuperSoak' (Huh, huh, woo)
I'm a big player, you got foreign spell (Yeah)
I came in your bed, I drink only red (Red)
Yeah, killer head (Kill), she killin' shit (Grrah, yeah)
Fuck her man, I'm just tellin' you what the broad said (Bawk)
Yeah, I'm whippin' the Benz, no cam' on that bitch and that's all that he said (That's all that he said)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in the lair, I didn't even know she was player (Woah, damn)
Oh, that's your shrimp? He dressin' in Armani (Ha), huh
Oh, that's your bitch? I didn't just wanna hit (Didn't even wanna hit her)
I'm jumpin' the fence, I came with the, "Ayy-ayy-ayy" (Grah, grah-grah)
Ain't nothin' wrong with a man or a zombie, he never gon' play (On God, yeah)
Yeah, cum in the crack and she was bad
And she was snatched, never gon' cap
Fuck a dispatch (Fuck a dispatch)
Wake up, F1LTHY (Turn it up)
Yeah, turn it up
Too much
Yeah
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hellcat Kenny, yeah, I'ma fuck your bitch (Ah)
Demon child, I can get your mama rich (Raow, raow)
Got no problem gettin' in yo' sister's kid (Baow, baow, baow)
Got no problem gettin' all yo' children lit (On God, yeah)
Hellcat Kenny, this a fuckin' jet (Yeah)
I been in the trenches givin' everythin' back (Everythin' back)
You can ask my homies and my goddamn hoes (Yeah)
All this motherfuckin' money off my shows (What?), off of the road (Road)
Put these boys on spoke (Hey)
For fifty, he gone broke (Grah)
Hellcat the folks, suck me out my clothes
Shawty came with force (What?)
Fuck lil' homie claimin'? Keep that on the porch (Ha), damn
I just spent half a million dollars on the Superbowl (No lie)
I just bought a ring, cost a Superbowl (Goddamn)
I just bought some lean worth a Superbowl (Goddamn)
I just felt her cream, ain't no SuperSoak' (Huh, huh, woo)
I'm a big player, you got foreign spell (Yeah)
I came in your bed, I drink only red (Red)
Yeah, killer head (Kill), she killin' shit (Grrah, yeah)
Fuck her man, I'm just tellin' you what the broad said (Bawk)
Yeah, I'm whippin' the Benz, no cam' on that bitch and that's all that he said (That's all that he said)
I'm fuckin' that bitch in the lair, I didn't even know she was player (Woah, damn)
Oh, that's your shrimp? He dressin' in Armani (Ha), huh
Oh, that's your bitch? I didn't just wanna hit (Didn't even wanna hit her)
I'm jumpin' the fence, I came with the, "Ayy-ayy-ayy" (Grah, grah-grah)
Ain't nothin' wrong with a man or a zombie, he never gon' play (On God, yeah)
Yeah, cum in the crack and she was bad
And she was snatched, never gon' cap
Fuck a dispatch (Fuck a dispatch)
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