[Intro: Young Thug]
Meek Milly! Jeffery! Woah!
M-M-M-Murda

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah!
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout? Bitch, you offendin' me!
(Fuck is you talkin' 'bout?)
I just might go 'head and let this lil' bitch suck my dick til it tickle me (Suck, suck it up!)
I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry (Lean, lean!)
Goddamn! I had four hoes at one time, they was drillin' me (Goddamn-damn! Woo!)
I heard the lil' boy was plottin' on killin' me (Heard, woo!)
Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like Lil Chino be wheelin'
(Brrrrrrt! Woo!)
I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceilin' please (Woo!)
Oxycontin fuckin' my kidneys up (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Molly, my cup look like bath salt (Molly)
And I'm too high horsed for asphalt (Phew!)
Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dark (What?)
They say that I changed, it's the cash fault (Haha!)
Pay everybody like a cash cow (Yeah!)
I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR (Argh!)
The Rollie stainless, stainless (Rollie)
We young and rich and we dangerous (Yah!)
I'm at Piccadilly's with your missis, nigga
And the weed stinkin' like a chitlin, nigga (Rrrgh!)
The money dumb like a Philly nigga (Yeah)
Make me catch you slippin' then it's Christmas, nigga (Crimin!)
The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga
I got Benji on me and he Crippin' nigga (Hah!)
I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho (Forreal)
I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga (Ahhh yeahh!)
Put a swimmin' pool in the livin' room
How I'm livin', nigga, I ain't swimmin', nigga (Ayy!)
Only thing that me and Michael Phelps
Got in common is that we winnin' nigga (Whoa whoa!)
Rock star lifestyle (Whoa whoa!)
Your ho's going wild
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