At the Spot Young Thug (Ft. Casino & Trouble)

[Intro: Young Thug & Casino]
I'ma fire my motherfuckin' blunt up in the booth like, uh, [?], know what I am saying
Freebandz YSL duck tape, that mob, our way
Oh, okay (Yeah)
Skoob, Thug, Casino (Wheezy beats)

[Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug]
Hundred thousand made at the spot (Yeah, old hundreds, yeah, yeah), yeah
Guess that's why these pussy niggas hate (They hate, hate), yeah
I might take a ride on a school bus (Oh yeah, slime), uh
Take a flight with you, yeah, on occasions (On vacations)
I'm just on vacation, fucked that ho at the Days Inn
Put money on they faces, leave them bitches dazin'
Earthquake lil' lady, got that pussy shakin'
Top down in a old school, bitch look like Mrs. Daisy (Hey)

[Verse 1: Casino]
Draco in my Louis bag, hundred racks in my Gucci bag
Freebandz, we taliban, beef, I be eatin' that
We loaded up with ammo, they callin' me Casino Rambo
I'll drop a brick on your baby, we handle beef like the '80s
I'll kidnap your old lady, I'm ridin' in a Mercedes
From Kirkwood to Edgewood to Cleveland Ave, we made
We got old money like Saga, I'll rock-a-bye your 'tato
I'll start a new game, laser gang, I'll put beams on choppers