Freestyle (Ft. Young Thug)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

Pull up and wet up the city don't care about no feelings

I shoot at your children

Pull up and kill 'em don't care bout no feelings

I pop out and shoot at the city

I'm cooking big birds and chickens

I pull up with tons and tons of them midgets

I'm going far as the stars, are you afraid of heights?

The sky is my limit

You're bittersweet like a lemon

Hey I'ma move you up to Beverly but not the Center

Hey Young Thug gon' bite that fish just like its tenders

The way I'm geek'd up don't know one of my members

Hannah Montana, banging in red bandana

10 thousand dollars toe ring right inside of my sandals

My bitch understand us, she ride with the nana

She don't give no fuck 'bout no cameras (Bling bitch!)

She got her a lawyer not goin' to the slammer

Plus she did trial in a Phantom (Rich bitch!)

Imma pull up leave it running, I walk in the club

Don't play I snuck the gun in

My bitch think she dreaming cause I grabbed the Tommy

She thought that I grabbed on my stomach (tummy!)

Cook so much dope it startin to look just like comic

It could make a young kid vomit

Catch a dumb ho, hook her up to phonics

I'm slick and ironic

[Verse 2: Quavo]

I'm taking your bitch out to Beverly Hills

And I didn't give her nothing but a molly pill

I'm the Fresh Prince and I live on a mansion, young nigga my daddy not Phil

Me and Young Thugga we drank muddy trouble

My pockets inflating like I blew a bubble

When the mixtape dropping Migo?

Young nigga just wait on it! You acting like undercover (12!)

In the kitchen and I'm whipping the pot

And it's getting thick on me like peanut butter ("Baw, glaw !")

Short with the gwalla, I'm coming at you like the headhunter

[Verse 3: Takeoff]

Pull up on you and your people

Me and my Migos illegal but that choppa legal

Guiseppes Zanotti black and white, they zebras

Set the bitch off like I'm Queen Latifah

In Puerto Rico kicking it with Carlito

He put me on Chico he gave me a kilo

You fuck niggas taking my lingo

Pull up on you get my shit back like I'm repo

Thugger my brother we got different mothers

We fucking these bitches you cuffin' her

Bet you don't know she be sucking me while you've be kissing her!

Offset fucked her, Quavo fucked her, but you fucking that bitch with no rubber

These bitches be trippin', fucked all my brothers

And expect for me to love her! (I could never love her)

[Verse 4: Offset]

Pull up and I got the Tommy aim it at yo' head I turn it to an omelette

I'm connected like Vonage I run to the money I'm faster than Sonic

You an informant I hang you like ornaments

Got pics in my mansion Mozart did the portraits

Got your bitch in the condo I'm all in her ovary

'Sace my chest out like I am with Jodeci

I'm a wizard with bricks, Harry Potter, do sorcery

I'm at the top and no nigga is over me

Run in yo' house like I'm Jeeper Creeper

Pour a 4 in the 2 liter

Christian Louboutin, walking on hyena

Straight out the trenches I use an egg-beater I whip up a beamer

Beat it like Tina, beat it like Jackson

I beat the pot my knuckle got a damn fracture

Add up the digits my nigga money on top of money, fractions

My niggas they all about action, no camera

Pull out the choppa, it hit yo' ass hard like the judge, with the hammer

You niggas is monkey

That's why the choppa got a Hundred-round hanging, banana

These bitches be asking me questions like

'Offset why the hell you walking on mammals?'

Bitch because I am an animal

Watching me like I'm a channel

I got the white call it Pamela, Anderson

White Lambo Jennifer Aniston

Black diamonds, I call it African

Offset fresher than a mannequin

YRN plugged in with Rich Gang

We got plenty money, diamond chains

[Verse 5: Young Thug]

I drank a 4 and now I'm leanin'

She drank her a 4 and now we leanin'

I didn't even cry homie

How I feel when I lean...

How many, how many, how many, goin with me

How many Ms, I got circles ain't no Mickey Ds

Migos got a birdie of it

Throw away the cutlass get a Panoramic

Hey, Mama gotta mansion now she perfect

Spared my last mill but it turned out to be worth it

She just wanna do it for the Vine

She just wanna do it cause she know that she a dime

If you ain't got no rollie she do not waste her time

I don't want your weed boy you're smoking on pines, nigga