[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name, yeah
[Refrain: Young Thug]
Hold on, hold on, big ol' racks
Rat-a-tat-tat, whack
Lay my hat in your house on your rack
Like what, what, slatt, woo-woo
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
New Moncler, baby, take my jacket
Yeah, straight from the bottom of the slaves and the wolves
I done came from the bottom of the ken', got rich
They schemed with a MAC 10
That nigga back, but they shot ten
By the time a pop a bean, they rotten
Niggas know air, what you want?
Commas'll bring you where you want, huh
Tryin' not to sin it, but it's hard, uh
Projects, ask what your girl what you want
Nigga, she will suck your dick in the car, yeah
Come in here, make her fiend, 'bout to make the J finger-fuck my rims
Little Red Ridin' Hood, I was servin' that boy the same color Timbs
Rollies come plain and Pateks, pay off your debt, bet a wrist on your neck, yeah, yeah
I'm in the kitchen, I'm whippin', my bitch is sayin' "Get it," I look like I'm Belly, uh
I took the top off the Range, then put Chanel on all of my mains
I looked her right in her eyes and told the bitch to say my name
Make her say (Hey)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name
Make her say my name, yeah
[Refrain: Young Thug]
Hold on, hold on, big ol' racks
Rat-a-tat-tat, whack
Lay my hat in your house on your rack
Like what, what, slatt, woo-woo
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
New Moncler, baby, take my jacket
Yeah, straight from the bottom of the slaves and the wolves
I done came from the bottom of the ken', got rich
They schemed with a MAC 10
That nigga back, but they shot ten
By the time a pop a bean, they rotten
Niggas know air, what you want?
Commas'll bring you where you want, huh
Tryin' not to sin it, but it's hard, uh
Projects, ask what your girl what you want
Nigga, she will suck your dick in the car, yeah
Come in here, make her fiend, 'bout to make the J finger-fuck my rims
Little Red Ridin' Hood, I was servin' that boy the same color Timbs
Rollies come plain and Pateks, pay off your debt, bet a wrist on your neck, yeah, yeah
I'm in the kitchen, I'm whippin', my bitch is sayin' "Get it," I look like I'm Belly, uh
I took the top off the Range, then put Chanel on all of my mains
I looked her right in her eyes and told the bitch to say my name
Make her say (Hey)
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