[Intro: Young Thug]
808 Mafia
Uh, uh, uh
Thugger, Skooly
Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga
Ayy
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Me and Skooly count a lot of racks
Me and Skooly fuck a lot of nats
Nigga know young Skooly my woadie
AP apology, now hold up the Rollie
I wake up and do the same thing every morning
Every morning, every morning, every morning
I wake up and do the same thing every morning
Same thing every morning, every morning, every morning
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'm Dr. Phil, I wake up, pour 4s and pop pills
You know that it's real
Wake up and I’m on that MTV there, look baby, show her just how I live
I don't apologize with all these racks that I spent on time
I don’t apologize if getting racks was ever a crime
Pull up in your hoody, no coat
Shoot you in the hoodie, no coat
Pull that .45, no Colt
Slit a nigga throat, watch him sink no boat
No, I'm not a spoke, get you killed, no spoke
Oops, I meant speaking, I'm slimy like deacons
These nigga’s rapping for no reason
All of them tattoos look cheesy, y'know what I’m saying?
I'm the man, yes I am, I'm the man with the plans
Yes ma'am, I'm the man on the beach
I'm the man with the sand, I got these freaks
Diving on me, climbing on me, vaginas on me
No beer, young Skooly get them hoes up off me with the .40
808 Mafia
Uh, uh, uh
Thugger, Skooly
Metro Boomin' want some more, nigga
Ayy
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Me and Skooly count a lot of racks
Me and Skooly fuck a lot of nats
Nigga know young Skooly my woadie
AP apology, now hold up the Rollie
I wake up and do the same thing every morning
Every morning, every morning, every morning
I wake up and do the same thing every morning
Same thing every morning, every morning, every morning
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'm Dr. Phil, I wake up, pour 4s and pop pills
You know that it's real
Wake up and I’m on that MTV there, look baby, show her just how I live
I don't apologize with all these racks that I spent on time
I don’t apologize if getting racks was ever a crime
Pull up in your hoody, no coat
Shoot you in the hoodie, no coat
Pull that .45, no Colt
Slit a nigga throat, watch him sink no boat
No, I'm not a spoke, get you killed, no spoke
Oops, I meant speaking, I'm slimy like deacons
These nigga’s rapping for no reason
All of them tattoos look cheesy, y'know what I’m saying?
I'm the man, yes I am, I'm the man with the plans
Yes ma'am, I'm the man on the beach
I'm the man with the sand, I got these freaks
Diving on me, climbing on me, vaginas on me
No beer, young Skooly get them hoes up off me with the .40
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