[Intro: Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan & Birdman]
I done, uh, ha, ha, huh (Ayy)
London On Da Track, bitch (My lifestyle)
Ayy, Rich Homie, Thugger Thugger in this muhfucker (Yee)
Rich Homie, Thugger Thugger in this muhfucker (Oh)
Rich Gang, Thugger Thugger, baby
Got like four ounces in a twenty ounce, bitch (Ah)
I'm blessed (Hey) (Rich Homie)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done (Hey), did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle (Oh, yeah, woo)
We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle (Lifestyle, ayy)
Nigga livin' life like a beginner and this is only beginnin' (Beginnin', lil' nigga, woo)
I'm on the top of the mountain, puffin' on clouds and niggas still beginnin' (You still beginnin', lil' nigga)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Million five on the Visa card (Woo)
Hundred bands stacked, look like some fuckin' Titans (Football player)
Nigga servin' great white like I'm feedin' sharks (Sheesh)
I won't do nothin' with the bitch, she can't even get me hard (Woo)
Somethin' wrong with the pussy (What?)
Even though I ain't gon' hit it, I'ma still make sure that she douche it ('Cause what?)
Me and my woadie don't get caught up like that, no way (No way)
We ain't got time to go see doctors, J, hey (Woo)
Who said money? (Money, nigga)
Hop up out my bed, pull up on the bitches, I'm yawnin' (And why?)
Hey, think this a show, bitch, I'm performin'
I do this shit for my daughters and all my sons, bitch (Woo)
I'm gonna run up them bands up, take care of their funds, bitch (Are you in?)
I got a moms, bitch (What?), she got a moms, bitch (She do)
I got sisters and brothers to feed (Woo)
I ain't goin' out like no idiot, I'm an OG
I done, uh, ha, ha, huh (Ayy)
London On Da Track, bitch (My lifestyle)
Ayy, Rich Homie, Thugger Thugger in this muhfucker (Yee)
Rich Homie, Thugger Thugger in this muhfucker (Oh)
Rich Gang, Thugger Thugger, baby
Got like four ounces in a twenty ounce, bitch (Ah)
I'm blessed (Hey) (Rich Homie)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I done (Hey), did a lot of shit just to live this here lifestyle (Oh, yeah, woo)
We came straight from the bottom to the top, my lifestyle (Lifestyle, ayy)
Nigga livin' life like a beginner and this is only beginnin' (Beginnin', lil' nigga, woo)
I'm on the top of the mountain, puffin' on clouds and niggas still beginnin' (You still beginnin', lil' nigga)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Million five on the Visa card (Woo)
Hundred bands stacked, look like some fuckin' Titans (Football player)
Nigga servin' great white like I'm feedin' sharks (Sheesh)
I won't do nothin' with the bitch, she can't even get me hard (Woo)
Somethin' wrong with the pussy (What?)
Even though I ain't gon' hit it, I'ma still make sure that she douche it ('Cause what?)
Me and my woadie don't get caught up like that, no way (No way)
We ain't got time to go see doctors, J, hey (Woo)
Who said money? (Money, nigga)
Hop up out my bed, pull up on the bitches, I'm yawnin' (And why?)
Hey, think this a show, bitch, I'm performin'
I do this shit for my daughters and all my sons, bitch (Woo)
I'm gonna run up them bands up, take care of their funds, bitch (Are you in?)
I got a moms, bitch (What?), she got a moms, bitch (She do)
I got sisters and brothers to feed (Woo)
I ain't goin' out like no idiot, I'm an OG
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