Killed Before Young Thug

[Intro]
We got London On Da Track

[Chorus]
Everyone know I've been killed before
I've been bent like a centerfold
I crap with my money, no-oh
Drop the top, get a breeze, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Got four million in jewelry, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)
Let that money fly to the ceiling, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)
Did you pay someone's tuition? No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa-oh)
Do you own a store? No-oh-oh-oh-oh (Whoa)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, fuck all this bullshit (Slatt)
Diamonds for all us kings, yeah (Yah)
Got my money, went Ludacris (Let's go)
Give some racks to a hood bitch (Hoo)
Give some racks to a pulpit (Woo)
Look at the grain, it's wood, bitch
On the floor, it's a wool, bitch
She suck dick like a whole tick (Come on)
Diamonds on me, they cold as shit (Phew)
I thank God that I went legit (And what?)
When we see 'em, you know we blitz (And what?)
I can bet up, you know I'm rich (Let's go)
Shut the fuck up, nigga, bet up, you say you rich
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
Different color diamonds, I'm a peacock
Spot full of birdies with no treetop
You know you my son, you can't be dad
I bought the boat, the jet-skis
Got an FN and a stick, don't test me
I stacked them hundreds up to God knees
I ain't goin' broke until 2070