[Intro: Young Thug]
Mafia
Woo
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Move the pack to the city
Move the pack where I want, nigga, move that pack to the city
We got career bombs, we can blow this shit when we ready
Back in school, I was fuckin' hoes with no pity
I'm going brazy, dumb, I forgot to take my Ritalin
Oh shit, I forgot to take my Ritalin (Forgot to take my Ritalin)
I forgot to take my Ritalin (Yeah, yeah)
I forgot to claim my children (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Draco gets two guns, lil' bro, that shit look petty
I got a cool hunnid, tryna slurp all on my Patek
I get them racks from playing with that cash daily
I know your crew fun, baby, bomb bomb bad, yeah, yeah
She played with my dick in the studio, I had to go to the bathroom and wipe the pre-cum off
We having bails like we Bail Soft
Twelve [?], it was a close call
She played with my dick in the studio with her feet and I had to go to wipe the pre-cum off, yeah
Yeah, I got a [?] lunatic, no Nelly
My life a contest, all my bitches in a race
Choose one, yeah
Nigga, who you gon' choose, huh?
She smell like a lotus flower bomb, uh
My daughter a blood, she got red pom poms, yeah
My son get drowsy, he get red Tums, yeah
I told your bitch to ring my phone, yeah, yeah
Mediterranean boat shit, nigga, what?
I was in Hong Kong and I was reading over my Slimes
I was on a skyscraper and I was holdin' onto my tongue, nigga
When I seen my brother die, nigga, I let go of my balls
I'm in 2018, my bitches like my cars
Mafia
Woo
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Move the pack to the city
Move the pack where I want, nigga, move that pack to the city
We got career bombs, we can blow this shit when we ready
Back in school, I was fuckin' hoes with no pity
I'm going brazy, dumb, I forgot to take my Ritalin
Oh shit, I forgot to take my Ritalin (Forgot to take my Ritalin)
I forgot to take my Ritalin (Yeah, yeah)
I forgot to claim my children (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Draco gets two guns, lil' bro, that shit look petty
I got a cool hunnid, tryna slurp all on my Patek
I get them racks from playing with that cash daily
I know your crew fun, baby, bomb bomb bad, yeah, yeah
She played with my dick in the studio, I had to go to the bathroom and wipe the pre-cum off
We having bails like we Bail Soft
Twelve [?], it was a close call
She played with my dick in the studio with her feet and I had to go to wipe the pre-cum off, yeah
Yeah, I got a [?] lunatic, no Nelly
My life a contest, all my bitches in a race
Choose one, yeah
Nigga, who you gon' choose, huh?
She smell like a lotus flower bomb, uh
My daughter a blood, she got red pom poms, yeah
My son get drowsy, he get red Tums, yeah
I told your bitch to ring my phone, yeah, yeah
Mediterranean boat shit, nigga, what?
I was in Hong Kong and I was reading over my Slimes
I was on a skyscraper and I was holdin' onto my tongue, nigga
When I seen my brother die, nigga, I let go of my balls
I'm in 2018, my bitches like my cars
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