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[intro]
catch him slippin’, take his life at a red light (thugger, thugger, baby)
thugger, thugger, n-ggas
yeah, thugga (ha)
(metro boomin want some more, n-gga)
yeah, get it

[chorus]
cut it with the c0ke then you can go buy a quart
yo’ girl don’t wanna leave, she stay upstairs like i’m from new york
got all of these b-tches watchin’
all of these n-ggas watchin’
[?] all my cases in [?]
now i feel like a mason with a–
hundred bands of cash inside the spot just like i told you
got a n-gga b-tch taking roxies like i told you
this my year, ain’t even tryna sound c-cky, but i told you
hundred bands out of my pants like i told you, like i told you

[verse 1]
you know them lil’ n-ggas keep the bullsh-t on they muhf-ckin’ mind
make a n-gga drop a dime, p-ssy n-gga know i’ll never slip and i’ma pop it every time
make a n-gga pull up to shut up, 12 think he [?]
n-gga know i’m bangin’ in new york
if i ain’t got a stick, he gettin’ buck 9
now you can tell me, it may sound real
n-gga jewelry water, no boat
but his whiskers longer than the seals
judging by the lie detector test, p-ssy n-gga’ll never get a deal
just got off the phone with unfunk
he just [?] appeal
you step in my lane, we clashing like t-tans
she notice them slimes like them bodies
i pop me 3 caps of that of [?]
i’m f-ckin’ them ranches, no jolly
pop me one more [?], i’m higher than scotty, no lotty
but you gotta stay silent, girl, they know you been lyin’

[chorus]
cut it with the c0ke then you can go buy a quart
yo’ girl don’t wanna leave, she stay upstairs like i’m from new york
got all of these b-tches watchin’
all of these n-ggas watchin’
[?] all my cases in [?]
now i feel like a mason with a–
hundred bands of cash inside the spot just like i told you
got a n-gga b-tch taking roxies like i told you (main b-tch)
this my year, ain’t even tryna sound c-cky, but i told you (no way)
hundred bands out of my pants like i told you

[verse 2]
catch him slippin’, take his life at a red light
throw them bands, this a cash fight
snitch on each other in a day, this is fed night
colonial flow, i’m just tryna get my bread right
and i know you lil’ n-ggas ain’t gonna do that, homie
run a hundred bands, it’ll get you right (hey, yeah)
plain rollie or the [?]
thugger k!llin’ mics, tyson
do not play with me, you know what stay with me
she used to charge for [?], now she sold it for free
in the ‘jects like future, i know she notice me
no cut [?] og

- young thug

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