THUGBABY

Ayo, Pitt, we got one

SumYunGhai with me the sh*t

R.I.P. the pus*y then heartbreak

Shorty eating salad that parsley

Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake

In the Louis V bag should be more cake

B*tch, I be the n*gga that they all hate

I ain't ever finna listen what they all say

Count up big bread in broad day

Said I don't regret them hard days

Essential

Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, n*gga essential

I just f*cked a cougar in the backseat of a rental

F*cking with me 'cause she really think I be the answer

Wish a n*gga would roll 'em up in a pencil

Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio

N*ggas leaving nun, ain't no evidence

Run the bag on 'em, like oh Imma tax 'em (oh Imma tax 'em)

N*gga left home, got a gold Patek

F*ck the b*tch once and I ain't call her back

Wunna too rich, I'm hard to catch

Silly b*tch sent me a horrible text

Wunna not the one to argue with

Landed in Houston where Harden at

A lot of these rappers be starting cap

Need to get some drip, just watch me

I took a hit, still can't stop me

But usually cut the tax on Roxi

The gang but I call 'em my posse

You pussies should be riding in a carseat

I'm ridin' in her pus*y like broccoli

B*tch lyin got a n*gga so salty

This cash got me f*cking on Barbies

Know you adore me

Broke her heart, no, ain't nothing free

N*gga tried to screw like Bun B

Road to the riches, ain't nothing sweet

The road to the riches, ain't nothing sweet

The Rolls Cullinan got love seats

The Wock' got the double cup muddy

R.I.P. the pus*y then heartbreak

Shorty eating salad that parsley

Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake

In the Louis V bag should be more cake

B*tch, I be the n*gga that they all hate

I ain't ever finna listen what they all say

Count up big bread in broad day

Said I don't regret them hard days

Essential

Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, n*gga essential

I just f*cked a cougar in the backseat of a rental

F*cking with me 'cause she really think I be the answer

Wish a n*gga would roll 'em up in a pencil

Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio

N*ggas leaving nun, ain't no evidence

Run the bag on 'em, like oh Imma tax 'em (oh Imma tax 'em)

Got a bad b*tch, she act a hella goofy though

I don't bring her around me, she talk a lot

That my n*gga, he know he don't act like a ho

Know that I'm blowing up first and n*ggas not

And I know that they plotting, I keep a Glock

R.I.P. n*ggas that walked in the cross fire

Always back out my pole at a red light

Shawty asking if a n*gga paranoid (ouu woah-oh)

Moonwalking at sixteen

Diamonds hittin', boutta Toosie Slide while n*gga f*ckin ya hoe

Told them n*ggas don't text me

N*gga, I be rolling on exotic, finna get me out my zone

My momma say she miss me

Told her I be trapping, she be laughing, b*tches crying on her phone

We gon' prove when that f*ck n*gga step up

Bae don’t judge me, I smoke lotta pressure

I be high as f*ck, no n*ggas liking us

Your b*tch booked up, Telly inviting us

And that’s prolly why that f*ck n*gga mad

Know he better stay in his bag

In the quarantine season uh

Trapping for the week

Diamonds hitting, make a n*gga start to blinking

Get to bussin' if a n*gga start thinking, know that they watching

R.I.P. the pus*y then heartbreak

Shorty eating salad that parsley

Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake

In the Louis V bag should be more cake

B*tch, I be the n*gga that they all hate

I ain't ever finna listen what they all say

Count up big bread in broad day

Said I don't regret them hard days

Essential

Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, n*gga essential

I just f*cked a cougar in the backseat of a rental

F*cking with me 'cause she really think I be the answer

Wish a n*gga would roll 'em up in a pencil

Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio

N*ggas leaving nun, ain't no evidence

Run the bag on 'em, like oh Imma tax 'em (oh Imma tax 'em)