Chairman Young Thug

[Verse 1]
Missin' in action, tryna get my racks up
Bought a Cadillac, switched the motor, now it's faster
Half a mill' in jewelry on there like I'm baptist
Gettin' too many bags for a nigga to say he lapped us
Everywhere I go niggas mad but won't get at us
Ballin', fuck they hoes in they face, it won't even matter
Niggas, ain't no touchin' me
I lie to every bitch, it ain't no fuckin' me
Fuck you thought? Tatted on my ribs
Baby, you my bitch, but don't tell 'em where we live
When I say cut off her wrist, that mean tell her where you live
The type of game you playin', you might get somebody killed
Nah, dead for real, yeah
Told my momma I'm good, ain't comin' back to her house
I done bought a brand new Benz and it's in the back of her house
The house was dressed, I bought a dress to match with your house
I make sure that it's all love or nothin' in your house
The European Benz, got it matchin' the house
Unlimited land in the back of your house
I ain't never gon' bring no bitch, can't bring no cat to your house
'Cause we made a oath, if she ain't nothin' you gon' call that ho out
Nah, dead for real
Baby, just tell me what you want
You get a whole 'nother car if that's what you want
Your theater come with a bar 'cause that's what you want