Constantly Hating Young Thug (Ft. Birdman)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Pour that shit up fool, it's ours
Ha, monster!
Man so you ain't gon' pour?
Oh, so you're gonna make a nigga beg you to pour?
Okay, bool, you dig?
(Wheezy Beats)
Uh

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hopped out my mothafuckin' bed
Hopped in the mothafuckin' coupe (Skrrt)
Pulled up on the Birdman (Brr)
I'm a beast, I'm a beast, I'm a mobster (Ayy)
You got 50 whole bands, you'll be my sponsor (Just for the night)
Them snakes on the plane, me and Kanye-conda (Anacondas)
Yeah (Them anacondas)
I might piece him up and let my partner smoke him (Triple cross)
Chuck-E-Cheese him up, I pizza him, I roll him (Cross)
I'm a gangster, I don't dance, baby, I poke
Right now, I'm surrounded by some gangsters from Magnolia
I heard I put it in the spot, yes, sir, she told me
My niggas muggin', these niggas YSL only
I heard my 'Nolia niggas not friendly, like no way
But we not friendly either, you know it
Ha! Yeah, thumbs up
I've seen more holes than a golf course on Donald Trump's course
My bitch a tall blooded horse, nigga, bronco
And if you catch us down bet you're not gon' trunk us (No)
You got a body, lil' nigga, we got a ton of 'em (Yeah)
You got some Robin's, lil' nigga, we got some Batmans
I let that choppa go "blocka, blocka," get back, son (Back)
You got them MJ's, nigga, I got them Jacksons (Racks)