Hercules Young Thug

[Intro]
Thugger
The Thugger, baby, yeah
(Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro)
Metro! Hee
Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
And what?
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)

[Chorus]
Shit, shoot him in his back like Ricky but not Slick
Spent like seven bands on a tri-color pit
All my signs red like a stop, nigga, no pit
Blow the purple, nigga, high like fuckin' Martians, woah
In a foreign yesterday, I was just walkin', woah
Left my baby mama, now my bitch a Barbie, woah
All-red Dickies suit, I'm ridin' down Slauson, woah (skrt)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hercu-Hercules (whoa, yeah, yeah, hey, hey)
Hercu-Hercules (heeh, heeh, yay, heeh, heeh)
Hercu-Hercules (ooh, yah, yaaaaah, yeah, yeah)
Hercu-Hercules (I got, I got, I got lean)

[Verse 1]
I smoke gas, that's that Hercules (strong marijuana)
She looked at him, oh, now she watchin' me (Bitch likes my persona)
Bitch, I'm speedin' to that guapanese (skrrt)
Old Chevy mounted up, I can't forget the T
Drop the top, shoot birds at the officers (fuck 'em)
Fuck them boys, they costin' us, they stalkin' us
They know they old lady not runnin', they fall for us
We so tired of takin' losses, ain't no more chalkin' us, I promise
YSL on ape and they donkeys
These niggas pointless, they want me wanted
I'm still a stoner, MAC and cheese on me
These niggas clonin', I'm full but I'm still hungry
Hey when the click clock, I'll make your bitch stop
Ice inside my tick tock, boss cookies, no brisco
I just bought a Cuban link, flooded with big rocks
Snitches tryna juug at me, I gotta dead sum
Whoa, shit