Brian Nichols (In This Game) Young Thug (Ft. Rich Homie Quan)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'ma ball like Spalding, nigga
I'm a blood I'mma baller, you can call a nigga
And I'm smokin' angel dust, yeah, spa, nigga
And I'm attracted to green like war niggas
I'ma pull up late, Ricki Lake
And my jewelry's no joke, shit frosted like flakes
I swear to God I'm baked like Easy Baker
I send a bank statement, that shit sound like a taser
Yeah she shoutin' like I shot her with a taser
Fly that bitch to LA, she ballin' like a Laker
I know not to tell and never speak to the neighbor
In fact, I can't see 'em, I'm on so many acres
Ever since I met shawty I feel like Hercules
And I'm smokin' bales of weed 'cause it grow on trees
Six golds in my mouth like a set of keys
With my West Boast Blood bangin' burgundy
Rich bags under my eyes, nigga, Birkin these
She say I want Victoria Secrets
And I fuck her long, watch her decrease
Even though I'm a blood, she like, "CC"
She get mad whenever I bring a BB
Shootin' a .223, DVD
Watch me shoot a foe, way down the street
Cost a whole hunnid bands, band with the heat
I'mma die for my clan, Ku Klux me
Diamonds red like a muhfucka cut me
And I smoke rusty and dusty