Tell Em Rich Gang (Ft. Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug)

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
Ooh, yeah, ooh, yeah
London on the track, bitch
Yeah, ooh, yeah, ooh
London on the track, bitch
What you tell 'em, Thugger? Woo!

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip (Then what?)
I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt (Gah, gah)
Baby girl spoiled, she spoiler than milk
And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip
She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well
Baby, I just want them thighs, right under that belt
She just want me to keep them lies all to myself
Word, she gon' help me like she's Santa's elves (Woo!)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
She gon' look over these bitches like terms and conditions
I'ma move her out the trenches and buy her a Bently
I'ma fuck her then hold on to her like she went missin' (Then what?)
I'ma pull on that wavy hair 'cause it's Indian Remy (Woo!)
I grabbed the key, she wanna ride with me (Skrrt)
She tied the knot so she can die with me (What?)
She say she can do the same thing as five bitches (So what you do?)
So I went and fired them five bitches
She the B-E-S-T, best (She the best, she the best)
She ride me, two hundred on that pussy like a T-Rex
I won't stop lovin' her, no way, no way
I'ma invest in her (What you tell 'em, Thugger? Woo!)