Baguettes Young Thug (Ft. Big Sean)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Please don't leave me, no
Mufasa, she sexy lady
(Wheezy Beats)
Ooh, rastafari
Ooh, ooh, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
We made love inside the booth yesterday and I still smell it
Oh yeah, I still smell it
I want my twins in that Bentley
Eat it like peanut butter and jelly
I got that Leer jet
Slow it down with side chicks (Hey)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Lotta baguettes on me
Lotta baguettes on me
Lotta baguettes on me
Got a lotta baguettes on me
Lotta baguettes on me
Lotta baguettes on me
Got a lotta baguettes on me (Damn)
Got a lotta baguettes on me

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Lotta blue checks on me (Blue checks)
Stretch the V-neck on me (Stretch the V-neck)
Not a fan of Nike, nah, but I got a lotta blue checks on me (Lotta blue checks)
And I got a ho you don't know (Uh)
And I'm 'bout to put her on fleek (On God)
Put a lil' bitch in a foreign (Put a lil' bitch in)
Prayin' I take her off E (Prayin' I take her off)
Bitches get (Bitches get what?)
Bitches get (Bitches get what?)
Bitches get bounced around (Yeah)
Skeet off in a Maserati (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, you better not tell nobody
They peepin' my song, they bitin' (Peep my song)
Long way from [?], now I'm in a Maybach grindin' like space
Playin' 'round with dawg, man, you might get Peter rolled
I got brothers behind the wall, man, they ready to eat your nose
All these guns signin' off
Twenty-three shots like new retros
Some of these thots 'bout to loot they car
Nigga gon' end up back on the wall
And we ain't gon' play with these boys unless they worried 'bout the dawgs
'Cause you'll get left faced down, sunny side up
And I saw her eat her sauce, she rollin' the weed
You're all left that I heal, he poppin' this E (Jeff), ayy