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[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Own a label, I gotta get smarter (Spider)
I don't trust women, so I thank God that I had some daughters (Woo)
I'm the youngest, but yet I'm richer than every one of my brothers (Let's go)
I took flawless baguettes and put it on my mama and father
L.A., I get my pills from a doctor
Pimpin' a couple of bitches at Copper
I didn't like that pic, now crop it
You talkin' 'bout a check, now stop it
Water slip off my wrist, it's droppin'
Now I got a couple baguettes in my pocket
Big B, I been rockin' Chanel, then throwin' up Cs and that's for Charlie, ha
Point it out, you know I'ma buy it
Yeah, I was livin' my life on a yacht (Uh)
I ain't takin' my chain off, thot (Nah)
Like the way that you suckin' my cock (Woo-woo)
Got some Act', then let's go get a pop (Let's go)
Took the latch off and went to the top (Let's go)
Niggas tried to say that I wasn't hot
Now they say I don't belong in this spot, ha, uh
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Metro, Metro, Metro bought me a painting from Basel (Woo)
I went two-tone on my bezel, Baccarat the candles
Maybach, gettin' me some top, meanwhile I flip the channel
Bigger than the president, now my whole life a scandal, yeah
Spider, spider, spider, please dismiss these writers, yeah
Caught up with your wifey and one night her, ayy
I put that shit on, I'm a fuckin' striker
Yeah, leather on, leather on leather like a fuckin' biker
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Own a label, I gotta get smarter (Spider)
I don't trust women, so I thank God that I had some daughters (Woo)
I'm the youngest, but yet I'm richer than every one of my brothers (Let's go)
I took flawless baguettes and put it on my mama and father
L.A., I get my pills from a doctor
Pimpin' a couple of bitches at Copper
I didn't like that pic, now crop it
You talkin' 'bout a check, now stop it
Water slip off my wrist, it's droppin'
Now I got a couple baguettes in my pocket
Big B, I been rockin' Chanel, then throwin' up Cs and that's for Charlie, ha
Point it out, you know I'ma buy it
Yeah, I was livin' my life on a yacht (Uh)
I ain't takin' my chain off, thot (Nah)
Like the way that you suckin' my cock (Woo-woo)
Got some Act', then let's go get a pop (Let's go)
Took the latch off and went to the top (Let's go)
Niggas tried to say that I wasn't hot
Now they say I don't belong in this spot, ha, uh
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Metro, Metro, Metro bought me a painting from Basel (Woo)
I went two-tone on my bezel, Baccarat the candles
Maybach, gettin' me some top, meanwhile I flip the channel
Bigger than the president, now my whole life a scandal, yeah
Spider, spider, spider, please dismiss these writers, yeah
Caught up with your wifey and one night her, ayy
I put that shit on, I'm a fuckin' striker
Yeah, leather on, leather on leather like a fuckin' biker
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