
Rarri Young Thug (Ft. Yung Ralph)
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[Intro]
Southside
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Got a 'Rari with the engine in the back
Every neighbor know a nigga servin' crack
Chasing cheese, but I cannot be a rat
Screamin' free Gucci Mane, no Mack (Bratt, bratt)
I just finished doin' some business with the hat back
I'ma take a nigga head like a snap back
I'ma hit her with this wood, no mousetrap
Take a five-hour rest, ball it catnap
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Treat her like a Bentley, take the top up off that bitch
I got hoes drinkin' syrup like a waffle on that dick
I made all my pockets grow like Pinocchio, lil' bitch
Either way, money'll grow, just know I'm tryna get rich
Baby, I wanna cash out on you in it for my pride
Baby, I bought a Audi and I gave it to my mother
These niggas, they cowards, they won't even kill each other
Even though I got rhymes, I bust shit just like a bubble
Hey I ran up my racks and I’m killin' 'em by the day
Treat her like she got tatted, she covered with Olay
Not a big fan of acne, but she like it in her face
I'm in the West Coast bangin' like I'm in the A
Southside
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Got a 'Rari with the engine in the back
Every neighbor know a nigga servin' crack
Chasing cheese, but I cannot be a rat
Screamin' free Gucci Mane, no Mack (Bratt, bratt)
I just finished doin' some business with the hat back
I'ma take a nigga head like a snap back
I'ma hit her with this wood, no mousetrap
Take a five-hour rest, ball it catnap
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Treat her like a Bentley, take the top up off that bitch
I got hoes drinkin' syrup like a waffle on that dick
I made all my pockets grow like Pinocchio, lil' bitch
Either way, money'll grow, just know I'm tryna get rich
Baby, I wanna cash out on you in it for my pride
Baby, I bought a Audi and I gave it to my mother
These niggas, they cowards, they won't even kill each other
Even though I got rhymes, I bust shit just like a bubble
Hey I ran up my racks and I’m killin' 'em by the day
Treat her like she got tatted, she covered with Olay
Not a big fan of acne, but she like it in her face
I'm in the West Coast bangin' like I'm in the A
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