young thug
meek milly jeffery woah
mmmmurda
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 till 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 drilling me goddamn damn woo
i heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil chino be wheelin’ brrrt woo
i usually don’t beg but i don’t want the ceiling please woohoo
oxycontin fucking up kidneys
young thug
molly my cup look like bath salt
and i’m too high horsed for asphalt
therefore i’m in clouds from day to dark
they say that i changed it’s the cash fault
pay everybody like a cash cow
i switch through the lanes like a nascar
the rollie stainless stainless
we young and rich and we dangerous
i’m at piccadilly’s with your missus nigga
and the weed stinking like a chitlin nigga
the money long like a philly nigga
make me catch you slipping then it’s christmas nigga
the bulletproof can take a missile nigga
i got benji on me and he crippin’ nigga
i done wrapped the benji in the city ho
i done wrapped the bentley in the bity nigga
put a swimming pool in the living room
how i’m living nigga i ain’t swimming nigga
only thing that me and michael phelps
got in common is that we winning nigga
rock star lifestyle
your hoe’s going wild
meek mill
saint laurent shorty and toting that 40
we move through the city like bmf
rocks on the chain like the rocks that i slang
only difference them bitches they vvs
i know these bitches gon’ change
and fuck on whoever whenever they see a check
if you do not fuck with the gang
don’t act like you do when you see us just keep it that
swing through your block bring that sweeper back
land on your spot where your peoples at
smoke you where ever we see you at
you don’t want no problem so keep at that
‘fore you get your man murdered
hitters in the van lurking
i put bread on the beef what you do
turn it to a hamburger
put that paper on the scale nigga
little homies talking big money
when the wars on you’ll tell nigga
put a bag on your main hitta
when them things hit ’em thats an l nigga
so you should be home before mama got dinner for sale nigga
and thats all ima tell niggas and that’s it
young thug
yeah yeah
fuck is you talkin’ ’bout bitch you offending me fuck is you talkin’ ’bout
i just might go ‘head
and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me suck suck it up
i just might go ‘head
and mix me a sprite with some lean like it’s chemistry
goddamn i had four hoes one time they was drilling me goddamn damn woo
i heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil chino be wheelin’ brrrt woo
i usually don’t beg but i don’t want the ceiling please woohoo
oxycontin fucking up my kidneys
savage
woah woah woah
everywhere i go i keep a chopper with me whoa
i ain’t with that diss song shit i been a shotta nigga whoa
hundred shottas with me whoa vvss on me whoa
vvss on me bling badaboom badabing
mob shit send the hit shoot up your car shit
put them blue tips in that cartridge
we put them drums in them carbines
we pull up on rappers and spark ’em
i might take your chain if it sparkle facts
street nigga really came from nothing what
strip a nigga like caine cousin
kill a nigga then you saying something what
you was talking nigga i was hustling what
we was shooting nigga you was ducking whoa
you was texting nigga i was fucking
i was betting nigga you was bluffing
hide and seek nigga i was hunching facts
car foreign and my gun russian
sneak dissing get a concussion
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 till 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 drilling me goddamn damn woo
i heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me
fuck ’round and lift up they soul like lil chino be wheelin’ brrrt woo
i usually don’t beg but i don’t want the ceiling please woohoo
oxycontin fucking up kidneys
Artist: Meek Mill Featuring Young Thug 21 Savage
Year: 2016
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 485