[Intro]
(Supah Mario)
Thugger, skater
Once again, and again and again, ya dig?
I want, I want, I want this one to be history, lil bro, ya dig
Let's get it
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I was, I was tryna fuck her on a trampoline
Yeah, yeah, yeah, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup
Yeah, I was leanin', drinkin' codeine mixed with Promethazine
Oh God, need a perc, perc, perc (I need a perc!)
Yeah yeah, nigga shitted on 'em (shit, hey)
Yeah, nigga pass the olly, nigga pass the molly, watch me dip it on 'em
Yeah, nigga pass the keys to them foreign cars, I'ma whip it on 'em
Yeah, nigga play with me, you know them slime balls pull up trippin' on you
Yeah, I'ma trick 'em on you, like a virus
I got eight legs like a octopus
Fuck a stop sign, ain't no stoppin' us
I don't see popos behind us
I don't see none, let's go find 'em
I'm a Lyor, I'm a lion
I'm smoking on trees and I'm climbin'
He cookin' up fish and it's salmon
I got on some water, no fountain
I need a new dew like a mountain
'Bout to make me cut off your allowance
I cut rapidly like accountants
My Rollie iced out and it's glisten
My neck is iced up and it's crowded
My momma tellin' me she proud of it
My bitch is bad and she with all the fuckery, you better keep runnin' and duckin'
(Supah Mario)
Thugger, skater
Once again, and again and again, ya dig?
I want, I want, I want this one to be history, lil bro, ya dig
Let's get it
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I was, I was tryna fuck her on a trampoline
Yeah, yeah, yeah, syrup, syrup, syrup, syrup
Yeah, I was leanin', drinkin' codeine mixed with Promethazine
Oh God, need a perc, perc, perc (I need a perc!)
Yeah yeah, nigga shitted on 'em (shit, hey)
Yeah, nigga pass the olly, nigga pass the molly, watch me dip it on 'em
Yeah, nigga pass the keys to them foreign cars, I'ma whip it on 'em
Yeah, nigga play with me, you know them slime balls pull up trippin' on you
Yeah, I'ma trick 'em on you, like a virus
I got eight legs like a octopus
Fuck a stop sign, ain't no stoppin' us
I don't see popos behind us
I don't see none, let's go find 'em
I'm a Lyor, I'm a lion
I'm smoking on trees and I'm climbin'
He cookin' up fish and it's salmon
I got on some water, no fountain
I need a new dew like a mountain
'Bout to make me cut off your allowance
I cut rapidly like accountants
My Rollie iced out and it's glisten
My neck is iced up and it's crowded
My momma tellin' me she proud of it
My bitch is bad and she with all the fuckery, you better keep runnin' and duckin'
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