Twisting Our Fingers Lil Gotit, Young Thug & Lil Keed

[Intro]
(Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Gotit]
Yeah (Young SEX)
Twisting our fingers (Yeah, yeah)
Just blew a hundred bands, man
I'm geeked up and tweaking (Lay it down)
Bentley two-seater (Bentley)
Somebody call up the big
Young Spider done ran out the reefer
Spider got too rich to see ya (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Turbo the same, put my bitch in a Bug'
I done tripled my cups, I been drinkin' on yuck
I told the bitch, "Gotta leave the lil' nigga"
You wan' be with us, leave his ass in New York
And my Balenci' yellow, I call it throw up (B)
Bitch, this Louis V, Virgil, we playing pool putt
The lil' bitch is my dog, I done bought her a pup
I done told her, I done told her, she stay in a Bug' (Woo)
Hasta la vista, she Costa Rica
Why in the fuck do I gotta do a feature? (Why)
I'm in a new Pana' coupe with uh-huh (Ayy)
I let her roll up this loud like a speaker (Ayy)
She told the lil' bitch to back-back
She got way to close, she done turned into Mad Max (Mad Max)
New coolant system, with the drum is–
Got too hot, I had to sprinkle it with red jet (Red jet)
I went and went on a rampage (Yeah)
I put on ice, guess I'm Ice Age (Brr)
I told my bitch, have a bright day (Bright day)
I told her kidnap the right lady
I let my main bitch invite ladies (Yeah)
Peppermint patty, white coupe, it's a rabbit
Rose gold on her phantom, my bitch is the baddest
I drip with Montana, the house that I'm building (Woo) a palace