[Chorus: Young Thug]
Copped that coupe, got rid of the roof like
Up in H town young girls with them booties like
Good head girls have fun with your tip like
I'm smoking on a pound while you're smoking on a zip like
Up in Vegas and I'm stacking up my chips, while you're stacking all your chips
Diamond corona like I stacked up all the bills, might stack up all the bills
Cause I know these niggas gonna tell, just made bail
Can't blame it on 'em man, they only being themselves

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Dropping the roof on the coupe
I got some bitches they wanna be fruity
And they know I need 'em all like a tooly
Trae The Truth say that he does and I knew this
Fuck that lil bitch right inside of the movies
Baby don't try to act hard with the coochie
If he a shooter one day he gon' prove it
Lil bitty bit' got big titties they hooters
Your ice cream, girl I want your ice cream
Her lips big, she's a motherfucking Pisces
I will never touch it unless you like in some white jeans
Them big ole diamonds with no lights they still gon' bright things
I'ma bri-bri-bright it, that pussy wet as a fire hydrant
I know gangsters they can't live without a body
Make that bad bit' suck on my dick just for paparazzi
Tell that bit' to suck this dick ‘til it boil like a sausage
Money name is Dee I'll take you overseas
Open sign on baby come and sleep
Get stoned with Thugger for the fuckin' week
And your made-up nose for the fuckin' G
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