[Intro: Young Thug & Future]
Shit, nigga just goddamn snatched one of his dawgs, now shit trippin'
You tellin' me, nigga, that ain't burn out now? What's up? (Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Baby]
Started with a penny, now it's racked up to a million (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' niggas can't compare, they like my children (Yeah)
I know bitches tryna get to know a nigga 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Yeah)
We should start a group and we can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge, I had to fall back
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Lil Baby]
Wrist a Honda Civic, Lamborghini arms (Lamborghini)
We get plenty pussy (What?), nah-nah-nah-nah (Nah-nah-nah-nah)
Don't you call me with it (Don't you call me with it)
Boss nigga, we don't talk 'bout chickens (Brr, brr), nah-nah-nah-nah
My Rolls Royce in the projects, they look at me like I'm God
Don't ask me 'bout no such-and-such, don't speak about no charge
I just stack my money different, every ten go in a rubber band
Too much attention on these rappers, fuck it, we gon' whack their man
Some shit I don't understand, I go get it, I never ask
I don't condone that robbin', but if you slime, suggest you wear a mask
Treat my niggas and my bitches all like players, buy 'em all bags
Wish I would've answered for the homies that I can't call back
Shit, nigga just goddamn snatched one of his dawgs, now shit trippin'
You tellin' me, nigga, that ain't burn out now? What's up? (Wheezy outta here)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Baby]
Started with a penny, now it's racked up to a million (Woo)
Rappin' rappin' niggas can't compare, they like my children (Yeah)
I know bitches tryna get to know a nigga 'cause his digit
You a Honda Civic whipper, in my (In what?) chameleon (Yeah)
We should start a group and we can call it New Edition
Maybe we can do it different, prolly make a hundred million (Yeah)
I come from a place between the bricks where it was hard at (Woo)
Whenever I ain't around they talkin' 'flauge, I had to fall back
[Verse 1: Young Thug & Lil Baby]
Wrist a Honda Civic, Lamborghini arms (Lamborghini)
We get plenty pussy (What?), nah-nah-nah-nah (Nah-nah-nah-nah)
Don't you call me with it (Don't you call me with it)
Boss nigga, we don't talk 'bout chickens (Brr, brr), nah-nah-nah-nah
My Rolls Royce in the projects, they look at me like I'm God
Don't ask me 'bout no such-and-such, don't speak about no charge
I just stack my money different, every ten go in a rubber band
Too much attention on these rappers, fuck it, we gon' whack their man
Some shit I don't understand, I go get it, I never ask
I don't condone that robbin', but if you slime, suggest you wear a mask
Treat my niggas and my bitches all like players, buy 'em all bags
Wish I would've answered for the homies that I can't call back
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