(Dy Krazy) Yellow tape, I
put that on (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait,
life's great (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, ice skate (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait,
crime pay (yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait,
slatt, slatt (ATL Jacob) (yeah, yeah)
Twenty cars, matte black (yeah,
yeah)
Surfin' at the Ritz Carlton
(yeah, yeah)
Tinted pink hoes (poof, poof) (yeah, yeah)
Oxycontin what I piss (yeah, yeah) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
Flip it to the dog like a dish (yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
Accept the loss before I quit
(yeah, yeah)
(Accept the loss before I
quit) (yeah, yeah)
She slept at the house,
I bought her Ruth Chris (yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (yeah, yeah)
What's up, mate?
Got cake, mate (yeah, yeah)
Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (woo)
Got cups, mate (woo, ooh), no fucks,
mate (woo, mate)
Give no fucks, mate (woo, fucks,
mate), I'm up, mate (woo, outta shape, yeah, yeah)
It's up, mate, I buck, mate (yeah, yeah)
I bleed, mate, he bled,
mate (woo) (yeah, yeah)
Got cups, mate, (woo) no fucks,
mate, let's fuck, mate (woo)
Fucked my classmate (woo), fuck, shit,
let's splash, mate (woo)
(Or suck that shit, let's splash,
hey)
Smokin' on loud, we don't be
wipe his nose (pussy ass nigga)
Wipe his nose, (slatt) wipe his
nose (wipe your nose)
Wipe his nose, (wipe your nose, slatt) wipe
his nose (slatt, wipe his nose)
Wipe his nose, (wipe your nose), wipe
his nose (yeah, yeah)
Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it
up (yeah, yeah)
Jump in the Bentley,
I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (woo, yeah, yeah)
Chuggin' it down, I'm smokin' a pound,
I'm fuckin' around (yeah, yeah)
Smokin' on loud,
we don't be fuckin' around with y'all
What's up, mate? (Woo) got the blicky, featherweight
(woo)
Got the cash, I bake the cake,
(woo) aye, what's brackin', mate? (Woo)
I just snipe her, mate, (woo)chain on hy drate,
mate (woo)
Get no sleep, mate, (woo) I'm geeked, mate,
pushin' weight, outta shape (yeah, yeah)
Red wings, red bottoms,
I'm a fuckin' devil (yeah, yeah)
20's tennis chains on,
not no Ric Flair medal (woo, yeah, yeah)
I done gotta run it back, you heard what
Gunna tell 'em (yeah, yeah)
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that
look like Fruity Pebbles
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch wanna hit her a lick,
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch wanna suck on the dick,
yeah
Bitch wanna get her a brick,
yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
Bitch wanna fuck on a rich
nigga (yeah)
Bitch wanna fuck on the clique
(yeah, yeah)
Euros on euros, I'm gettin' it
(uh)
Step on the floor, now I'm lit (woo)
Wipe his nose, wipe her nose
say is,
"Woo, woo, woo"
I can't talk, I barely could say,
"Woo, woo, woo"
Count a M and count another one,
ooh, ooh (ooh)
Fuck that shit, I en ter the lot to,
woo, woo (fuck it, yeah, yeah)
Count a
half and another (woo, woo,
yeah, yeah)
I can never be a facade, relative (woo,
woo, yeah, yeah)
Up to the sky with my mom,
brothers (woo, woo, yeah, yeah)
They let it hit from the side, they were all cut ters (woo, woo,
fuck it, yeah, yeah)
Oh, okay,
fuck her good, make her try voodoo
Okay, my plug put me
on, I call him Lou Lou
Hood nigga, paid in full,
I'm a black Jew
What's poppin' lady? I come from the
trenches, we pray for a brick
What's poppin',
lady? Bitches love a nigga's accent (woo,woo)
Pain pills, codeine, hy dro,
acid (woo, woo)
I hang with some slimes,
pullin' kick doors (woo, woo)
Outchea, outchea, quit your reachin',
Gucci socky on my feet
Sloppy toppy, keep it neat
One, two, three, I got freaks
Ooh, four girls on fleek
Ooh, bad and saditty
Ooh, ass and her titties
Ooh, that ting litty
And my Spanish ting, she bad like
J. Lo (ooh, ooh)
I crushed up an X pill in her
asshole (ooh, ooh)
Fifty round clip, got my Draco
(ooh, ooh)
I should, I should teach drug
classes (ooh, ooh)
I stay on my grind,
Margiela ten toes (ooh, ooh)
Money on my mind,
I'm a nympho (ooh, ooh)
Young Thug 
