Picture Perfect* Young Thug & Gunna

Lyrics from Snippets

[Intro: Young Thug]
(Yeah, ah, hey)
(Yeah, ah, hey)
(Yeah, ah, hey)
(Yeah, ah, hey)
(Yeah, ah, hey)
(Yeah, ah, hey)
(Yeah, ah, hey)
(Yeah, ah, hey)

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Gunna]
Chanel for my queen, baguettes on my team
I flooded out my ring, aviators a machine
Put Hermes in my ring, and a bag from Celine
Got carats for my hand, ten bands for this cream
I told her the machine, rocking Jordan-sized rings
I told 'em we unruly, he's a rat, he down the streets
I made it out the dope hole, cappin' off a P
We been selling out shows, backends through the week
Pass me a lighter, don't fuck with writers
I'm in the sky, I've been high as a kite, uh
New fashion icons, put the whole world on Sp5der
We can do without one, ain't have to use a writer
New Saint Laurent, I've been dripping since diapers
Private plane flying, I don't got no fighter
Fourteen young ladies with me like a minor
I could no longer sit back and be silent (Yeah)