Blame It On Her Young Thug (Ft. Peewee Longway)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Turn me down a lil bit
Oh, y-yea, he can ride
Matter fact pull up right there
Be at our address, ok?

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Pick me a bitch and blame it on her (blame it on her)
Leave a snitch in the ditch, just blame it on her (blame it on her)
Can't blame it on bro, just blame it on her (blame it on her)
Miss my cameo, gotta blame it on her
Ok the 12 pull me over bitch, you know I got that cola bitch
You know I got that soda, I'm gon blame it on her
I say the 12 pull me over bitch, you know I got that soda
I'm gon blame it on her, I'm gon blame it on her

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Mash off in that Jag
Hoes be like why the hell ya do that?
Keep come and get a real muthafuckin' flat
Last floor in the building, this sky path (it's tall as fuck)
Bitches just want all my riches
Bitches just want ride on inches
Bitches don't wanna fuck me no mo'
Bitches want fuck all my bitches
Bitches know I'm a casino
I buy the Indian Remi
Bitches know I'm not D Bo
But I'm ride round, and I'm getting it
My chick is juggin' me fo' they come out
This is the light show and yo hole a mouth
Got more bricks than a motherfu' house
And I cook well, I am a scout
Yes, yes, yes I’m leanin', little bae
Dear Peewee, you should meet Longway
You know DK my ace, no spade
Ballin like sports drinkin “Lean-a-rade