Yeah Yeah – Young Thug
(Hook: Young Thug)
I got a half bird in my M2
Ya’ll n_gga flexing, ya’ll n_gga fool
Hundred k on her, hundred k on me
Got shiny shoes, got shiny jewels
Ain’t nothing blue, they red clues
They at you, and they next too
They’ll press you, they’ll press you
They’ll cock back, they depressed too
They’ll press you, they’ll press you
They’ll cock back, they depressed too
They’ll press you, they’ll press you
They’ll cock back, they depressed too
(Verse 1: Young Thug)
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For a brick, too legit to quit
Michael Vick, all my dogs yeah they with the sh_t
Catch a point, shake him up like a hit stick
Your b_tch is… on my dogs like a f_cking tick
(Skrrt, skrrt) Straight up out that bowl with my f_cking wrist
I ain’t going to jail, so I gotta hit
Ain’t shoot him in his ass, but I’mma bust his sh_t
I ain’t 3hunna, but I’m Sosa b_tch
My patna got the plug, he serve him everyday
Real ice inside my wrist, you can just skate away
Stay hot you think I live outside the equator bae
Don’t play because them sticks sound like these 808s
(Hook)
(Verse 2: OG Boo Dirty)
I’m flamed up, my block hot
Hundred bands in a shoebox
Still no gang, keep a Glock cocked
Spit more fire than a matchbox
Full cup of that Actavis
Yellow diamond like I’m dripping piss
Call me H-boogie, you know I move bricks
Thug right beside me, call him Money Mitch
I’m a Memphis n_gga, hard on a b_tch
All my life I been breaking tricks
With the mob squad I might spaz out
See too much cash I might crash out
Walk in the club, iced out
Neck and wrist, lighthouse
Ya’ll know my life about
Rich n_gga, walking stash house
Balling like Jerry Stackhouse
Bad b_tch with me, hit the room and knock her back out
Crusing through the city, me and Double D
Just made a hundred thousand
Selling pints of G
(Hook)
(Verse 3: Heavy)
Everything I do, yeah I do it to make a profit
Me and Money Mitch got your b_tch right here menage-ing
Me and Bo jug just to count them free dollars
(?) going crazy, love to shoot that damn chopper
He run the mob, b_tch, BMG we taking off
Salute to real n_ggas who done made theyself a boss
He say that main b_tch I just had her at the loft
Boss was on that molly, she was licking like a dog
Ay, that there irrelevant
I’mma paper chaser motherf_ck a b_tch
I’m cooling with my youngins on some hood sh_t
I’m so f_ckin’ hood, I need a hood b_tch
(Hook)
