[Intro: Young Thug] T.I.P and Young Thugger, nigga Yeah, you know Tip bangin' nigga Ain't nothing changed but the bezels and the rings Watches and the chains
[Verse 1: T.I] Hey, your future my past, I shoot yo' ho ass Just like a bitch, I will do yo' ho ass My MAC-10 is in the galactic, what's crackin? You looking for action, I'll Pluto your ass Lookin' for some trouble, what it do nigga? I don't really need but a few niggas And for the most part, I'm a cool nigga But I'll stomp a mud hole into you nigga Check it, the ho shit you kick, I'm not with it You put it on them, I'mma mind my business But if you come in my yard, disregard my gangsta Well I aim that banger, nigga find out, didn't he? I put his ass in a box on timeout For the wrong thought, blow a nigga mind out You was talking all that shit, now what you crying bout? When it go down, I'm the wrong one to rhyme bout nigga Say you did what? What you lying bout nigga? I'm a front street nigga, you a wannabe nigga Everybody know you don't want none of me nigga Armageddon for you what it gonna be nigga Hey, all I gotta do is make my plan All the motherfucking games, I don't play my man If I slap his ass now in the mouth, bet next Time I see him, pussy nigga tryna shake my hand
[Hook: Young Thug] Pull-up shooting out the avalanche, heavy Since I counted blue cheese, I ain't liking ranch, I done Sold a hundred thousand bags of midgets like I got a plan, hey Let me see your hands if you feel like you the man I want war nigga Pull up, pull up, pull up, I need war nigga Shooters need some war, hey I swear to, I need the war Hey, Thugger, uh
[Verse 2: Young Thug & (T.I.)] Pull up in a car, two hundred stars (What you shooting nigga?) AK, no handgun, uh Man, goddamn, goddamn Pullin' up in the Lamb, (doors up) cop that bitch and go H.A.M Damn, pull up to the spot, shoot up nigga ground Damn, catch a nigga down, better rob him for they hear him Ooh, catch me on the block, Young Thug got grams Ooh, pull it, pull it, boot up Nigga got K's on K's on shooters Hey, hey-hey, hey Hey, hey, hey-hey-hey
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[Outro: T.I] I swear to fucking god, man Hey man, I'm ready Hey look man, I'm ready to go on cash out Hey man, nigga, diamonds to dog shit Nigga, you don't get rich, nigga, next three years Nigga, I swear to God, nigga You show me a ten-million dollar tax return I'll give you ten million dollars man Three years man! Bitch assTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
