young thug
dy krazy
peter piper pepper i never kept her
peter piper pepper we never kept ’em
yeah
young thug future
i got more bracelets on than you got chains bro
me and my dawg’s dope came in on the same boat
whippin’ the same dope i put the bitch in the eighth stroke
right out the ghetto too rap for the leto yeah
caught my first body out a bentley coupe yeah
ten real murders from my migos yeah
rock the cuban link down to my knees yeah yeah
ostrich seats bite your sleeves yeah yeah
trippin’ ’em up like i’m refereein’ with these gators yeah
triple my spot it was no more basic cable yeah
i mixed some act’ with some yellow ‘tuss like a laker yeah
three shot ’em like a motherfuckin’ pacer southside yeah yeah
never lose like i’m motherfuckin’ mcgregor yeah
inside the whips come red like ketchurp yeah
count this money up with glasses like a nizzerd yeah
codeine laboratory like i’m dexter
bad yellow skin filipin’
envious and gin never win
chrome heart lens help me see ’em
hit him in his back south central
made a lot of m’s right from sinnin’
ready to smoke the pimp ’bout my winnin’
i prefer the shrimp tired of chicken
ever saw me limp that’s
future
i got more rings than you got hoes bro
i bought my bm a bentley with the wing yeah
i let my kids fly private i’m supreme yeah
real killers move in silence takin’ that clean batch
i want the one with the real hair
i’m out the jungle a real bear
put a chinchilla on anywhere
i’m out that zoo zoo zoo
i’m a gorilla ape nigga i ain’t ate
i ain’t satisfied ’til all you niggas in yellow tape yeah
’cause these niggas they ain’t loyal they been chillin’ with the opps
doe boy came in that 450 spyder straight from off the block
had to throw my crack a few times don’t fuck ’round with no cop
checked on google i’m out my noodles
i feed shrimps to all my shooters
ayy my bitch a bad bitch so i turned her to a recruiter
i’m a real assassin quarter m for a backend
shawty got real sassy when i gave her that patek
if i bust it down today she never gon’ go back average
so much chanel i might as well open up my own store
used to use these bales as pillows sleepin’ on floors
original bmg nigga yeah the feds know
i’m the richest nigga came from lil’ mexico
future
if you ever catch me limpin’ ’cause i’m a pimp
chrome hearts help me see the haters i can see ’em
gotta keep ten mil’ stashed under my ho bed
and i gotta keep some ice like a methhead
Artist: Future Young Thug
Year: 2017
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 304