Bompton Young Thug

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[Intro]
Thugger, hey, hey

[Chorus]
YSL gangbang like we from Compton (Bompton)
Young Thugger, big B, nigga, I'm from Bompton (Blatt)
I don't mind bringing pain, but I just wanna function (On God)
Nigga pull up with them tummies, ain't talking stomachs (Pew)
Cuff that bitch and run with it (Wock)
What these niggas try to cuff, a nigga done with it (On God)
Yeah, yeah, I'm the don, nigga, with it (Yeah, yeah)
Trayvon told me to take over your hoodie, (And what?), woo

[Verse 1]
And I'ma do that (Woo), red coupe, Suwu that (Blatt)
I caught your bitch and I nailed her, now she wan' screw that (Graw, graw)
How you do that? Who are you at? (I don't know)
I know they meat 'cause I'm ready to beat you blue black (On God), true that
From this day forth, my bank accounts, I renew that (And what?)
I live life like an uncle, where my loot at? (Checks)
Why you weren't with the band, bring me them bands (Ooh)
I'm a cat, cop-killer, YSL the clan, man

[Chorus]
YSL gangbang like we from Compton
Young Thugger, big B, nigga, I'm from Bompton
I don't mind bringing pain, but I just wanna function
Nigga pull up with them tummies, ain't talking stomachs
Cuff that bitch and run with it
What these niggas try to cuff, a nigga done with it
Yeah, yeah, I'm the don, nigga, with it
Trayvon told me to take over your hoodie (R.I.P.), woo