[Chorus: Young Thug]
Ayy (It's goin' down)
It's goin' down every weekend, yeah
Malibu, top gone, everything for the weekend
Yeehaw, ayy
Summertime, bathin' suit, jump in the pool for the weekend
Ayy, yeehaw
I can make any bitch leave her man, just for the weekend
She don't really know it's goin' down tonight (Down tonight)
Up in the city goin' down tonight
All lights, our mission, they gone tonight
She like, "Shit, it's goin' down tonight"
I'm in my P1, doors up, I'm goin' places
She know that I'm goin' places (Goin' places)
Seein' different faces
Blue hundreds, big faces
Tonight (tonight), yeehaw
[Verse 1: T.I.]
Got it crackin' out in California
What I'm blowin' on strong, bottle of ammonia
"Keep your fuckin' phone on" what I tell my bitch
She don't answer, my mentality is hit a dancer
Fuck it, shit
I got no time for the fuck shit, I'm gettin' money or die
Get the fuck on with distractions, I'm way too dope not to have it
Rather say "bye" and stay fly than stay apart and me die
Some shit it just ain't no teachin', either you with it or not
If you gon' measure my bad more than you measure my good
Just think it could've been worse, I could be dead in the hood
Instead I'm out here with Swift, poppin' bottles and shit
Tell me how we gettin' it, it feels like the '90s again, damn
Ayy (It's goin' down)
It's goin' down every weekend, yeah
Malibu, top gone, everything for the weekend
Yeehaw, ayy
Summertime, bathin' suit, jump in the pool for the weekend
Ayy, yeehaw
I can make any bitch leave her man, just for the weekend
She don't really know it's goin' down tonight (Down tonight)
Up in the city goin' down tonight
All lights, our mission, they gone tonight
She like, "Shit, it's goin' down tonight"
I'm in my P1, doors up, I'm goin' places
She know that I'm goin' places (Goin' places)
Seein' different faces
Blue hundreds, big faces
Tonight (tonight), yeehaw
[Verse 1: T.I.]
Got it crackin' out in California
What I'm blowin' on strong, bottle of ammonia
"Keep your fuckin' phone on" what I tell my bitch
She don't answer, my mentality is hit a dancer
Fuck it, shit
I got no time for the fuck shit, I'm gettin' money or die
Get the fuck on with distractions, I'm way too dope not to have it
Rather say "bye" and stay fly than stay apart and me die
Some shit it just ain't no teachin', either you with it or not
If you gon' measure my bad more than you measure my good
Just think it could've been worse, I could be dead in the hood
Instead I'm out here with Swift, poppin' bottles and shit
Tell me how we gettin' it, it feels like the '90s again, damn
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