Out the Ghetto Southside & Young Thug

[Intro]
Mwah, yeah
Man, I got some John pants with belt loops in 'em
I’m 20 years up, fool

[Chorus]
I was whippin' around in a Rover (Skrt, skrt)
My mink too heavy for my shoulders (Way too heavy)
We straight from out the ghetto (Came up out the ghetto)
Straight from out the ghetto, yeah

[Verse 1]
Now I can't stand I’m on way too much codeine (Way, way too much)
Please protect me from jumpin' over this nosebleed (I done jumped)
When I piss, I geek up the commode yeah
Now I'm just asking for all your control, girl
All my Yeezy's to the studio, fasho
RiRi playin' in my stereo, fasho
I'ma ball until he call me home, yeah
Play with me I take yo fuckin' soul, yeah
I took a life, I'm goin’ to hell, I know (Hell I know)
That’s why I ran my racks up, ain't no jail for me (Ha)
Put futons in the spot, fasho
I ducked her off and fixed my momma crib, lil’ hoe (On God)
I put my momma in a Boondocks (On God)
'Cause the way we play, we shoot up momma's spots, nigga
I'm underground, I feel like I’m a mouse, nigga
Whip the Rolls Royce's or the Bentley's, woah
Shawty s'posed to been helpin' me, instead she left me (okay)
Rather not dwell on that, I buy ice like I'm Michael Phelps
When I turned 14, my daddy strapped me and said, "watch yo self"
And I did just that