My Bitches Get Money Young Thug (Ft. Gucci Mane)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
My bitches be running, they chasing that paper
I'll serve you like waiters, I'm high like a scraper
Put a hole in your head, you look like a pacer
I'm sliming, I'm coming, know why I look at you funny?
My bitches take money
My bitches take money
My bitches take money
My bitches take money
My bitches take money
My bitches take money
My bitches take money
My bitches take money
Thugger

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'm cashing out for 100 P's (Sheesh)
Put 'em straight in the trap and then it collect the green (Roll it)
Your bitches want to caress the young slime king (Slime)
Your old man want to arrest me for some slime things
I'm a fucking king cobra (Sheesh)
Thugger, Thugger, not snitching, but I told ya (Told ya)
Catch a trip, now they hit him with that mini chopper (bow)
I'm not talking Africans but they say blocka blocka
I can't-I can't stop
I got young niggas standing on the block
I told him chill but he refused to stop selling rocks
He told me I never need license, he go shoot at cops
Put 'em down, Thugga run round with 100 some rounds
Serving in everyone's town (Sheesh)