[Intro: Rich Homie Quan]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Talk to 'em, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Thugger Thugger my brother
Thugger Thugger my brother
(Hahaha, The Remedy)
Hah, Quan
(We got London on da Track)
Rich Gang, nigga
[Chorus: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Cop a Rollie, yes, a Rolex
And I pull up on that lil' nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy (What?)
Where your heart at? I'm gon' pour that out like Moët
And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy (Real nigga)
And these bitches know they fuckin' and they suckin' when they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy (Woo, woo, woo)
And she fuckin' if I say so, plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck 'em, we don't pay 'em (What?)
How the fuck I'm gon' buy if I don't pay 'em? (Yeah, nigga, yeah)
I'ma come a week later (Hah)
I'ma spread that pussy out like a acre (Acre)
She on the cover of Fader (Fader)
And she say it's my time like Flava (Flava)
Plus I ain't never went fishin', but I bait 'em
And I'm livin' like Flava (Yeah, nigga)
[Verse 1: Birdman]
Yeah, yeah
Got the chopper with the Mac in the back with the stacks, nigga
Pull up in a new car (Skrrrt)
Long nose 'bout the flow, nigga, pull up out the door, nigga
Fuckin' get a murder show (A murder show)
Been a hunter and a gunner and a stunter, nigga
Gettin' money, representin' uptown (Uptown)
Big B's with a few C's
For the money it'll be your own people on you (Action)
Big mansion with the OV
Backyard with the young nigga lowkey (Lowkey)
Five stars, nigga ball like a real G (Real G)
New cars, nigga serve it like it's ten a key (Ten a key)
Got a mill' in 'em bitches
Fuckin' niggas bitches, iced out, fully loaded (Fully loaded, drippin')
A hundred mill' still flippin'
Check a nigga digits, make a young nigga gun blow (Bah)
Hot nigga, don't stop (Bah)
Big money, nigga gon' pop (Bah)
One stop, get your life took (Bah)
Big money, bitches gon' look (Ya heard me?)
Flashy, classy (Classy)
For the money we dashin' (Dashin')
Fuck 'em, pass 'em (Pass 'em)
How we did it, outlast 'em (Blatt)
[Chorus: Young Thug, Rich Homie Quan & Both]
Cop a Rollie, yes, a Rolex
And I pull up on that lil' nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy (What?)
Where your heart at? I'm gon' pour that out like Moët
And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy (Real nigga)
And these bitches know they fuckin' and they suckin' when they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy (Woo, woo, woo)
And she fuckin' if I say so, plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck 'em, we don't pay 'em (What?)
How the fuck I'm gon' buy if I don't pay 'em? (Yeah, nigga, yeah)
I’ma come a week later (Hah!)
I'ma spread that pussy out like a acre (Acre)
She on the cover of Fader (Fader)
And she say it's my time like Flava (Flava)
Plus I ain't never went fishin', but I bait 'em
And I'm livin' like Flava (Yeah, nigga, Rich Homie)
[Verse 2: Rich Homie Quan]
Tell the bitch I'm comin' over 3 AM
So she better have her motherfuckin' clothes off (What?)
One of me, three of them and you know that I'm a pimp
Just booted up, I ain't 'bout to doze off (Nah)
Lil' nigga, you a shrimp walkin' with a limp (Yeah, yeah)
I ain't have to say a word, the bitch took her clothes off (Yeah, yeah)
Love shit to make me sleepy, love Xan, love pPercocet (Hey, hey)
All these drugs got me throwed off
I love my bitch, I can't go without her
Wanna give her my seed, no sunflower
I got strong genes, my lil' boy look just like me
I ain't tryna be with you, woman, I one night you (Drop the top off my whip, then I)
Pulled up with that nigga bitch in the car
Now her baby daddy wanna fight me (Hah, ayy)
That pump, man, make him jump, man (Fo, fo, fo)
You would think his ass was sponsored by Nike (Fo)
I'm every little kid's idol, got more verses than the Bible (Yeah)
The lifestyle I live here priceless (What?)
Pull up on your ass like a diaper (What?)
Grippin' on my nuts like Michael (Hey)
I see shit before it happen like a psychic (I do)
Get your bitch, don't want that broke ho around me (Get back)
And me and Thug still on the run so fuck your bounty (For real)
I love my gun so much, that money, I let her count it
(Thugger, tell 'em)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Cop a Rollie, yes a Rolex
And I pull up on that lil' nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy (What?)
Where your heart at? I'm gon' pour that out like Moët
And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy (Real nigga)
And these bitches know they fuckin' and they suckin' when they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy (Woo, woo, woo)
And she fuckin' if I say so, plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck 'em, we don't pay 'em (What?)
How the fuck I'm gon' buy if I don't pay 'em? (Yeah, nigga, yeah)
I'ma come a week later (Hah)
I'ma spread that pussy out like a acre (Acre)
She on the cover of Fader (Fader)
And she say it's my time like Flava (Flava)
Plus I ain't never went fishin', but I bait 'em
And I'm livin' like Flava (Yeah, nigga)
[Verse 3: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Call your bitch and tell her I need some mechanical
Plus she make me stand up like a ruler, hey
Even though I don't got all my strolls
I'ma pull up on lil' mama with the doors off, hey
I'ma treat myself and buy myself a Rollie
Then I walk into a party full of cougars, oh
This just might be an interesting white-T
Yeah, nigga, this a crew cut
Crew cut, mama say your crew cut
On that GT, pop for me, ooh, ayy
And she come and let me ride like Uber
Then I teach lil' mama how to ride it smoother
Baby girl, give me clues, no blues, uh
Parallel, I fuck her right by the Buddha
Baby all on my Insta, no 'tution
Hate leavin' me when she go to school, uh
Kendrick, look, I'ma dive in
Got her ridin' round with me, make a play
Make her feel like I got ties in it
And I'm sorry I was seein' your lady
Fuck bitch, don't ever try to play me
Bruh, I'm sorry I was feedin' yo baby
First time seen a real nigga make it
Sittin' at the top I’m bored, no neighbor
(Thugger, tell 'em)
[Chorus: Young Thug & Rich Homie Quan]
Cop a Rollie, yes, a Rolex
And I pull up on that lil' nigga, Bowflex a nigga, know that, ayy (What?)
Where your heart at? I'm gon' pour that out like Moet
And she know that she the bomb, nigga, Lotus, ayy (Real nigga)
And these bitches know they fuckin' and they suckin' when they get inside the bed with me and Mayo, ayy (Woo, woo, woo)
And she fuckin' if I say so, plus she suckin' if I say so and she love it if I say so
And we fuck 'em, we don't pay 'em (What?)
How the fuck I'm gon' buy if I don't pay 'em? (Yeah, nigga, yeah)
I'ma come a week later (Hah)
I'ma spread that pussy out like a acre (Acre)
She on the cover of Fader (Fader)
And she say it's my time like Flava (Flava)
Plus I ain't never went fishin', but I bait 'em
And I'm livin' like Flava (Yeah, nigga)
[Outro]
(Hahaha, The Remedy)
(We got London on da Track)
