Give You More Young Thug

[Intro]
Ayy, bring me the lighter, slimeball
Rich Gang
Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, hah
(We got London on the track)
Wooh, ooh

[Verse 1]
I know grand larcen', I pull up with dogs and they biting, not barking
I am the king and I'm serving all white like a mo'fuckin' Porsche, and
Bitch you best not leave out the house with nothing, you know that I bought it
Even though that I'm not booling with Drake, bitch, you know that I started it
Loving this kush that I stuff in my face
Boy, I get my cookies straight from the Bay
How could your diamonds be real and you fake?
And I'm just tryna catch a seal with a bae (what?)
Ayy, ooh, do not get me started
No STD, but I'm runnin' my warden
I'll get you killed just because I'm important
I don't wan' go back and forth, no seesaw (I don't wanna)
Momma lips are so big, she suck my whole team off (suck it off)
Ayy, I'ma pass that bitch around without my hands, dawg
Hand in my third strike like a standoff

[Chorus]
Baby girl, I can get it, I can give you more
He can give you this, but I can give you more
Baby girl, I can get it, I can give you more
He can give you this, but I can give you more