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[Verse 1]
You somehow let me down
Both hands
And a gentleman
You could not take me through
New plans
Tell me whose
New friends
I can make some too
I know

[Verse 2]
You somehow took me in
Both arms
The marked-up skin
Two hands
Places you have been
That I needed

[Chorus]
And the more that we try
To figure through the answers
To repeat ourselves
To deny, deny

[Verse 3]
Now you call my bluff
All clear
And you get so rough
Stone-faced in the light
The air
And the jagged bite
Cold air
The wisdom of the night
Between us

[Chorus]
And the more that we try
To figure through the answers
To repeat ourselves
To deny, deny
To deny, deny, deny

[Verse 4]
Somehow we exist
In the folds
And now we’ll kiss
Both hands
The mystery before us
She’s reaching

[Verse 5]
But I could not take you though
New plans
I’ll tell you
New friends
You can make some too
I know

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[Intro: Young Thug & Future]
Wheezy outta here
Wee, woo
Woo-ooh, ooh

[Chorus: Quavo]
Divide the shooters (Divide)
Then split up the house
Intruder, the West Wing (Intruder)
They knockin’ ya off (Blaow)
The AP a Mille, the baguette
It spilled, just look at the frost (Look at the ‘guetty)
Pull all of my whips out
I make the North look a little awesome (Skrrt, skrrt)
The circle of bosses (Go)
Pussy, you better not cross us (Circle of bosses)
We asked your bitch (Yeah)
Her pussy be wetter than faucets (Ask, ask)
I close my fist (Close)
My ice, it make an announcement (Ice, ice)
I raise a brick (Brick)
Make her go hike on a mountain (Uh)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
She got Eliantte on her neck
Light blue, all the hunduns, let it spread
I told her it’s nap time, with the red
Rolls Royce, Forgiato, what I said
Sippin’ lean, but got no sinus
I could turn to a mad scientist
Board a jet in like any climate
Bitches tryna come over and dine in
Throw 11 like Matt Ryan
Most my bitches and me are tight and
Hurt her heart with no Neosporin, then
I’ma watch it like WiFi

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Clear water on her neck, nigga, don’t see the shark (Ice, splash)
Back to back, double R trucks, no key to park it (Double R)
Name the location, we mark it (Hey)
We gotta move the smartest (Move)
I got a K in my office (Brra)
You ever seen a carcass? (Body)
Growed up to be an arsoner (Fire)
Breathin’ out fire, like oxygen
McLaren, it came equipped (Skrrt)
Pressin’ the gas, and exhaust the whip
We get the strain and dip (Strain)
Can’t pull up on me, come get your chips (Cash)
Heard car got flipped (Flipped)
They might pull up on you with sticks in the Lyft

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Hey, I’m countin’ these racks up in the bed
I still took the pill, didn’t know what it said
They catering’ Activis at the weddin’
I travel with the Draco or the ‘chete
You think that she straight
I’m turnin’ her gay, got her kissin’ a lady
She quiet as kept, I slap on her face and bite on her lips
My closet silk, the Maybach outside, and the floor is equipped
I don’t recept’, no receptionists, I don’t accept
Tall, red shit, yeah, she inspire me
Woo, flavor, no freak, make a bitch shine my teeth
Teeth, we don’t want peace, yeah, we’re clearly young beasts
Oh, oh, oh, I gotta speed, baby, this a Lamborghini (Woah)
Woah, I don’t need a seat, I’d rather run through the streets
Woo, hunnid K a week, livin’ at the Grand Marquis
Woo, how much I can eat? I gotta see
Whoo, I gotta see, I was at the Grand Marquis

[Chorus: Quavo]
Divide the shooters (Divide)
Then split up the house
Intruder, the West Wing (Intruder)
They knockin’ ya off (Blaow)
The AP a Mille, the baguette
It spilled, just look at the frost (Look at the ‘guetty)
Pull all of my whips out
I make the North look a little awesome (Skrrt, skrrt)
The circle of bosses (Go)
Pussy, you better not cross us (Circle of bosses)
We asked your bitch (Yeah)
Her pussy be wetter than faucets (Ask, ask)
I close my fist (Close)
My ice, it make an announcement (Ice, ice)
I raise a brick (Brick)
Make her go hike on a mountain (Uh)

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[Intro]
48 Hertz
Dez gon’ get me rich
Prezzley P. get you popped, nigga (Get your ass popped, boy)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah
I came from the top
Big big pointers in the watch, woo
Filled up a party with some thots, woo
Pillsbury Doughboy the molly, yeah
I take the top of that Benz off
I take the top of your girl off
Richards the cost of your Murlock
I drop the top like a tanktop
I was just bringin’ the bread out
I pour the syrup out
Mix red with the green like a turtle
And a lil’ workout

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Ayy, hopped out a Maybach coupe
Inside blue and the Patek came blew, ayy
I’m ’bout to spray your boo
Knock it out the park, you can call me Babe Ruth, ayy
I put the crap on the seat
All red guts, got the crap on the seat, ayy
Paralyze a nigga in the street, yeah
Riding with the carbon on the seat, hey
I bought the new Wraith Spyder, yeah
I bought the new Wraith Spyder, bitch
Hit your own mama, don’t wife her, yeah
Heard you dance just like her, bitch
I’ma take a bar, Lil Peep, ayy
Yellow school bus in my cheeks, ayy
Rolls Royce stars in the seat, yeah
Stars in the seat, yeah
I’m Justin Bieber-ed up
The Maybach, the coupe, but I keep it tucked
They couldn’t stand down when I built it up
I’m riding ’round the town with the semi tucked
I got my bundles up
Back burner if you don’t got no tummy tuck
Money only thing my concern
I’ma come through like Big Worm

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah
I came from the top
Big big pointers in the watch
Filled up a party with some thots
Pillsbury Doughboy the molly
I take the top of that Benz off
I take the top of your girl off
Richards the cost of your Murlock
I drop the top like a tanktop
I was just bringin’ the bread out
I pour the syrup out
Mix red with the green like a turtle
And a lil’ workout

[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
Hey, hoppin’ out the Lambo coupe, I forgot the roof, ballin’ like swoosh, hey
Spittin’ like I lost a damn tooth, all my dawgs go roof, boy, you cuffin’ the swoop, hey
I left the streets and I went to the booth, no hesitatin’, I’ma shoot, hey
I’m ’bout to get something new, I’ma geek that bitch up, I’ma paint that bitch blue, hey
I’ma leave him dead in the street
Throw him in the river, won’t find him for a week, hey
All of my hoes, they freaks
She ain’t got my money then her ass gettin’ beat, bitch
Shoot that bitch up with the stick
Had the Glock in the spot, pretty bitch suckin’ my cock
She bad and she know that she got a fat ass
How could I not? Hey
They’re screaming my name (Name)
They’re singing my shit all in Spain (Spain)
Kick so much shit, need a cane (Kick it)
I’m blowing on good mary jane, hey
Look at my mama up
YSL hot as a sauna, we up (Sauna, we up)
Up like a Tonka truck (Tonka truck)
Not OJ Mayo, but I get the bucks

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf
Wipe the Cartiers off with the Gucci scarf, yeah
I came from the top
Big big pointers in the watch
Filled up a party with some thots
Pillsbury Doughboy the molly
I take the top of that Benz off
I take the top of your girl off
Richards the cost of your Murlock
I drop the top like a tanktop
I was just bringin’ the bread out
I pour the syrup out
Mix red with the green like a turtle
And a lil’ workout, ayy

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[Intro: Young Thug]
Southside on the track, yeah
808 Mafia
Hey

[Refrain: Young Thug]
I can tiptoe in her pussy like a Loub, Chanel (Ayy)
Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh ’em up on the scale (Ayy)
Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell (Hey)
All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf (Let’s go)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Kicked out the hotel, we smoking gas, who else, nigga?
Flooded belt buckle like a wrestler, yes, nigga
Better not try to tell me what you seen a nigga doin’
She not fuckin’ with me, then her life is probably ruined
We can leave America and we can make a movie
Every single diamond on me dancing like a movie
Make lil’ mama nut inside her pants just like a movie
Abracadaba, tight pussy, need a toothpick
Some of the fives, some of the dimes, and then I got twenties and up
I come with the vibes and some of the guys and I got a flooded Patek
I peep how you slide, I peep how you ride, and now they goin’ off with your head
They know the reward’s a hundred racks so they gon’ do all that they can
Don’t tell me you ridin’ if you not gon’ ride, we don’t got no time for that playin’
We don’t come disguised, we gangsters for life, my nigga, we showin’ our hands
I had turned the vibe my lil’ wife, she’ll never be single again
They hate and throw rice, we richer for life, I used to serve ice, yikes (Hey)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper
King spiller, bitch, king dripper
King killer, King, Godzilla
Fuck her every week, still ain’t seen me, Marshmello
King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba
Black truck pull up on you just like Uber
Okay, I fuck her every night and she still ain’t seen my eyes, ayy
I don’t know the vibes so I introduce the ice

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
My lil’ shawty hit a lick out a bando (Yeah)
Shawty came through ’bout tall as a man, woah (Aw, yeah)
She won’t come to you, ask, yes, you can go (Hey)
I got hitters on 175th, Chicago (Let’s play)
Man, the feds done got my M’s up, I’m gon’ on
She got hit by the whole gang, her pussy jumped on (Woo)
Baby, tell me what you prayin’ for (Uh, uh)
That shit cap ’cause I’m the real McCoy (Yeah)
White diamonds on me, bitch, I’m pale
I got a baddie, fine, out of Israel
I keep like twenty pints of Actavis double sealed
I keep some Dubai shit on deck when I’m on chill, hey

[Refrain: Lil Keed & Young Thug]
I can tiptoe in that pussy like a Loub, Chanel (Ayy)
Harriet Tubman twenties, weigh ’em up on the scale (Ayy)
Hair down to her ass, caught her like Odell (Hey)
All my hoes get Rollie Pollies, mines up on the shelf (Let’s go, Keed, talk to ’em)

[Verse 3: Lil Keed]
Yeah, I throw them racks on the blade
My baby, she mad, want me stay out of there, yeah
I drip this shit with Lil Gotit
We matching the shoes, the belt, yeah
Niggas, they know I’m the topic
They takin’ they shot like ref, yeah
Soon as you think you gon’ try me
They leaving you dead in your step
Ridin’ ’round like the army, we trippin’ cars like Carmen
My ho want a Percocet, she pop more than you and me
Man, that pussy too wet, I don’t care if she don’t wanna top me
And state your number, I don’t care if you don’t call me
I want big racks, I’m up early morning
These niggas big cat (Pussy), yeah, they tellin’ on you
Yeah, the Hellcat roll up, Keed be ridin’ on ’em
Wanna beef, I pay the cash, I ain’t got time for you, no cap, no cap

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Big tipper, Big, Big Dipper
King spiller, bitch, king dripper
King killer, King, Godzilla
Fuck her every week, still ain’t seen me, Marshmello
King Kuba, King Tut, Kuba
Black truck pull up on you just like Uber
Okay, I fuck her every night and she still ain’t seen my eyes, ayy
I don’t know the vibes so I introduce the ice

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[Intro: Kodak Black]
I ain’t really finna tell y’all how to get away with murder and shit

[Chorus]
Make sure you put codeine, in my casket
And some Perkies, in my ratchet
Wreaking havoc, like a savage
I’m just tryna catch a play like Madden
Make sure you keep your seat belt fastened
I drive wild and I really love crashing
I love drugs but I ain’t no addict
I’m lying, I’m lying

[Verse 1]
They say love is a drug, I’m about to OD
She love cocaine but she hate the nosebleeds
She’s dying, she’s dying
I’m too busy getting high, no crying
Fuck nigga better not tempt me
I’ma use his head as a centerpiece
He’s dying, he’s dying
Put an end to his world like the Mayans
Oh-oh-oh, I’m crazy, crazy
Get so damn high, I see faces, faces

[Chorus]
Make sure you put codeine, in my casket
And some Perkies, in my ratchet
Wreaking havoc, like a savage
I’m just tryna catch a play like Madden
Make sure you keep your seat belt fastened
I drive wild and I really love crashing
I love drugs but I ain’t no addict
I’m lying, I’m lying

[Verse 2]
I can’t feel my face, is it still there?
Girl let me taste, why won’t you share?
I still see your shadows in my room
Wake up in the morning and you’re not there
I see your face in my crosshairs
Cupid aimin’ at me with a gun and I’m not scared
Prolly why I fall for the same damn thing every god damn time
I guess life’s not fair
Oh, I’m crazy, crazy
This rock star lifestyle, won’t make it, make it

[Chorus]
Make sure you put codeine, in my casket
And some Perkies, in my ratchet
Wreaking havoc, like a savage
I’m just tryna catch a play like Madden
Make sure you keep your seat belt fastened
I drive wild and I really love crashing
I love drugs but I ain’t no addict
I’m lying, I’m lying