[Intro: Young Thug]
\nWoah, Thugger, baby
\nBaby, haha
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh
\n(We got London on da Track)
\nBrrrt
\n
\n[Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Woo)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (On your sister)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh-duh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh, sheesh)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (Uh, uh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\n
\n[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\nSuck on me, suck on me (Suck on me)
\nShout out to the bitch that's still stuck on me
\nShout out to them niggas that gave up on me (Fuckers)
\nHah, yeah
\n
\n[Verse 1: Young Thug]
\nRacks on me, racks on me
\nLecture me, gack on me (Lecture)
\nMack on me
\nNot givin' it up like my last on me (I swear to God)
\nSwag on me
\nI'm fresh to death like Saran on me (Woo)
\nTook off on my plug, lil' Mexico Rann on me (What up, nigga?)
\nNah, ain't no cheap nigga, no stamps on me (Nah)
\nBut I got three stripes and they came from a nigga tryna plan on me (Swear to God)
\nProbably done robbed every nigga, shoplift with my woadie (Woah)
\nRich nigga, my gas tank never on E, Forbes' list shit (Woo)
\nThis for every rich nigga that ain't did shit (Oh)
\nBeen robbin' since a kid shit (What?)
\nWe might never be friends shit (You don't see what I see)
\nStevie Wonder, can't see me, can't be me (Uh-uh)
\nStingray just came in, tires flat like a TV screen (Skrrt, skrrt)
\n
\n[Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Woo)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (On your sister)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh-duh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh, sheesh)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (Uh, uh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\n
\n[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\nSuck on me, suck on me (Suck on me)
\nShout out to the bitch that's still stuck on me
\nShout out to them niggas that gave up on me (Fuckers)
\nHah, yeah
\n
\n[Verse 2: Wicced]
\nRacks on me, racks on me, racks on me (Racks on me)
\nGo to Onyx, throw it up, catastrophe
\nPlay with me, I got that four-fifth on me (Pop-pop-pop-pop-pow)
\nHit you from your head all the way down to your knees (Ooh)
\nDon't you run up on us, shit, I'm dangerous (Get back)
\nKeep a big ass angel dust and heart ain't lust (Wop-wop)
\nGotta fuck with her, T, she real high mood (Hahaha)
\nYou know that I love you, you gon' do what you do (Go 'head)
\nWe flex up, we flex up, fuck checks up (Checks up)
\nOnly suck, only suck, don't get wet up (Get back)
\nI done chased my dream, since I snatched them shits (Come here)
\nSince a youngin', bitch, mind been about gettin' rich (I'm rich)
\n
\n[Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Woo)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (On your sister)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh-duh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh, sheesh)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (Uh, uh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\n
\n[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\nSuck on me, suck on me (Suck on me)
\nShout out to the bitch that's still stuck on me
\nShout out to them niggas that gave up on me (Fuckers)
\nHah, yeah
\n
\n[Verse 3: Block 125]
\nI might fuck the plug sister
\nFor them bricks, I just might hit her (Woo, woo, yeah)
\nI might fuck the plug sister (The plug sister)
\nI might fuck the plug sister (Facts)
\nFor them bricks, I just might hit her (Yeah)
\nThousand pounds, a eighteen-wheeler
\nNumber ain't right, I just might flip 'em (We get that shit, nigga)
\nPass them packs out to my niggas (To my niggas)
\nPresi' Rollies (Rollies)
\nIn the pot, whip (In the pot, nigga, skrrt)
\nDrop a deuce, get 'bout one-fifty ('Bout one-fifty)
\nOpen store with it (Stir)
\nNigga got big shit (Got big shit, Block)
\nAyy, ayy, I'm a real stoner (Real stoner)
\nDrunk a 12, Young Thug, 5 in the mornin' (5 in the mornin')
\nAyy, been hustlin' since a lil' child (Lil' child)
\nBeen a millionaire (Millionaire), couple years now
\n
\n[Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Woo)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (On your sister)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh-duh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Duh-duh-duh, sheesh)
\nI'ma fuck your mama sister (Uh, uh)
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\n
\n[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
\nDuh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duh (Sheesh)
\nSuck on me, suck on me (Suck on me)
\nShout out to the bitch that's still stuck on me
\nShout out to them niggas that gave up on me (Fuckers)
\nHah, yeah\n\n
