Let’s Go* Young Thug (Ft. Offset)

Lyrics from snippet

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
Fuck all the coco, I'm Tony Montana, I'll shoot at your back (Rrah)
Rich nigga shit, I done caught a lil' thot and I nut on her head
Fish bowl the coupe, I'm not hiding from shit, these lil' niggas get whacked
Told mama I was through, then I turned her around and went and did it again (Yeah)
Trappin' them lil' chickens, gelato, it cost me a cool couple racks (Racks)
You tellin' them lies, are you ready to die? Do you know it yet? (Yeah)
They stealing my pride right in front of my eyes like, what? (What the fuck? Sheesh sheesh)
Giuseppe Zanotti I bought her a thousand, her pussy is washed, what (So wet)
She said: "Yes, let's go (Let's go)

[Chorus: Offset & Young Thug]
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)
Let's go (Let's go), let's go (Let's go)

[Verse 2: Offset & Young Thug]
High-Tech red (Red, Wheezy outta here)
Quarter million dollars my bed (Quarter)
Margiela melt down my leg
I chop the top and my opp through shred
Hermès the couch
Plant me a seed in my bitch and she sprout
Racks in the safe, I defeated the drought (Racks)
These bitches wet, throw in the towel
Throw up my set, boy, I'll beat you to the ground
I got a [?] he'll pull up in a [?]
Just incase he don't know, I gotta say
Maison Margiela, can't tie with no lace
I been chillin' on a boat eatin' crepes
Pull up in a coupe, cost 200K (Skrrt, skrrt)
Put a AK on your crew toupé
I been drinkin' lean, mixin' Kool-Aid
Money on my team, money on my bae (Team)
I switched the Wraith to the Dodge
Bitch eat a plate full of cum (Eat it)
Know my diamonds got straight from Milan
Change the climate, there's snow in the summer
Please don't speak to me
It's only my brother I keep with me (My brother, my brother)
Please don't bite my fleek
Choppa disease, you gon' die in a week
I got a Glock on my side, but it's more like my main (Ooh)
I told you I'm drinking a pint
I told you I'm bringing the pain
My Capo buy out a whole the van
My opps, they know I ain't playin'
Continue, I shot at his man
Continue, I shot at his man
All my children, they came with a nanny
I can tell you about what I'm drinkin'
I just mixed up a Sprite with a Xanny
I had poured up a four of this Actavis
I been leanin' in it like a [?]
Doctor told me these [?] raspberry
I do more than drink it, I harass it
Put my glasses on, I see a baddie
Feel like Walter Payton, shawty, catch it (Woo)