[Intro: Young Thug]
I done put twenty up under the SIG
You dig? You dig? You dig? (That boy Cassius)
Ayy (Wheezy Beats)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)
I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)
I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)
Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)
I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig?)
I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I dig everything that you sayin'
I dig everything that you doin' too
I dig the way that you look at me
You dig the way that I look at you
I just wanna grab on your butt, butt
The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch
The FN, it give him a haircut
I roll up a seven of John Dutch
That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke
I don't gotta act like a gangster, she know
Dope, my Backwood look like a pole (Yeah)
My Backwood look like a pole
I sit on clouds of the smoke
I'ma blow clouds of the smoke
Pardon me, pardon my soul
I crack a smile for them folks, ayy
Niggas, they eatin' in broad day
In that ho mouth like a Colgate, yeah
Keepin' that cold case, God, please give me that cold case
Man, I don't want no new friends, forgive me for all of my sins
I don’t wanna think about losin', all I wanna do is win, win (Hey)
I done put twenty up under the SIG
You dig? You dig? You dig? (That boy Cassius)
Ayy (Wheezy Beats)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done put twenty inside the SIG (You dig?)
I pull up on you and I pop at your kid (You dig?)
I pull up to your block and I pop at your bitch (You dig?)
I hopped out the coupe and I'm fresh as a bitch (You dig? You dig? You dig?)
Since I was a youngin, I been gettin' dough (You dig? You dig?)
I count my backend and I turn up the show (You dig? You dig?)
I want hella Xans, it gears me up (You dig? You dig?)
I put the V neck on my team, yeah (You dig? You dig? You dig? You dig? Hey)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I dig everything that you sayin'
I dig everything that you doin' too
I dig the way that you look at me
You dig the way that I look at you
I just wanna grab on your butt, butt
The seat in the Benz, the Chanel Clutch
The FN, it give him a haircut
I roll up a seven of John Dutch
That big booty bounce on the dick and it broke
I don't gotta act like a gangster, she know
Dope, my Backwood look like a pole (Yeah)
My Backwood look like a pole
I sit on clouds of the smoke
I'ma blow clouds of the smoke
Pardon me, pardon my soul
I crack a smile for them folks, ayy
Niggas, they eatin' in broad day
In that ho mouth like a Colgate, yeah
Keepin' that cold case, God, please give me that cold case
Man, I don't want no new friends, forgive me for all of my sins
I don’t wanna think about losin', all I wanna do is win, win (Hey)
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