Tell Em (Lies) Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan

[Intro: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug]
Ooh (Rich Gang), ayy
Ooh (Yeah), ayy
London on da Track, bitch (Rich Girl)
(Ayy)
Ooh, ayy (Yeah)
Hahahaha
Ooh (Rich Gang)
London on da track, bitch
What you tell 'em, Thugger? (Woo!)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
(Ooh) I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip (And what?)
(Ayy) I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt (Gah, gah)
(Ooh) Baby girl spoiled, she spoileder than milk
(Ayy) And keep her on my side like a fuckin' hip (Hey)
She gon' make sure I survive, she gon' do it well
(Ooh) Baby I just want them thighs right under that belt
(Ayy) She just want me to keep them lies all to myself
(Ooh) Word, she gon' help me like she Santa elves (Woo!)

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
She gon' look over these bitches like terms and conditions (And what?)
I'ma move her out the trenches and buy her a Bentley (And what?)
I'ma fuck her, then hold on to her like she gon' miss me (And what?)
I'ma pull on that wavy hair 'cause it's Indian Remy (Swoo)
I grab the keys, she wanna ride with me (Skrrt)
She tied the knot so she can die with me (And what?)
She say she can do the same thing as 5 bitches (So what you do?)
So I went and fired them 5 bitches (Damn)
She the B-E-S-T, best (She the best, she the best)
She ride me, 200 on that pussy like a T-Rex (Better than the rest)
I won't stop loving her, no way (Ayy)
No way, I'ma invest (Swear 'fore God, I'ma invest)
In her
What you tell 'em, Thugger? (Woo)