[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
FN on my side from the stage back to the studio (Aizzie on the track)
I told her come in and I caught her just like Julio
I love the way you kiss on me and pout every time I go
I just wanna know do you love me 'til we go?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You want a real nigga, I'm just one of those (On God)
I'm just one of those, I'm just one of those (One)
I need a trill ho and she with all smoke (All smoke)
I need one of those, I need one of those (I need one)
[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
You get the black card, baby (Card)
Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby
Runnin' out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt
Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Told you them bitches wasn't your friends, only in God you trust
You never could be a slut, you told me never give up
I drive the car and you bust, I drop the top, drop your skirt
Shit, I ain't gon' fuck for no purse, like Spider Man, watch it squirt
Black card, plaques and them red cars blue (Yeah)
Every single color, I can Crayon you
I can feature you in a ménage, yeah
"Give me more, daddy," that's what your trois say
She wanna hear more 'bout where I'm from and my child's play
Told her I ran it up fast and I didn't do no race
Up on these crooked ass cops and that's what they really hate (They really hate)
He told me, "Hand up in the air," the gun in my face
Yeah, yeah
FN on my side from the stage back to the studio (Aizzie on the track)
I told her come in and I caught her just like Julio
I love the way you kiss on me and pout every time I go
I just wanna know do you love me 'til we go?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You want a real nigga, I'm just one of those (On God)
I'm just one of those, I'm just one of those (One)
I need a trill ho and she with all smoke (All smoke)
I need one of those, I need one of those (I need one)
[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
You get the black card, baby (Card)
Ball everyday until your feet hurt, baby
Runnin' out of drugs, think I need nurses, baby, your knees hurt
Giuseppe Zanotti all your heels until your feet hurt
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Told you them bitches wasn't your friends, only in God you trust
You never could be a slut, you told me never give up
I drive the car and you bust, I drop the top, drop your skirt
Shit, I ain't gon' fuck for no purse, like Spider Man, watch it squirt
Black card, plaques and them red cars blue (Yeah)
Every single color, I can Crayon you
I can feature you in a ménage, yeah
"Give me more, daddy," that's what your trois say
She wanna hear more 'bout where I'm from and my child's play
Told her I ran it up fast and I didn't do no race
Up on these crooked ass cops and that's what they really hate (They really hate)
He told me, "Hand up in the air," the gun in my face
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