[Verse: Young Thug] Beast mode for (?) Lifestyle, lipo Run up on a Young Thugga playing And I'mma burn your head like Michael Kimbo, slice those arms off of his body Yesterday I was broke, today I got M's, no Illuminati Los Angeles lifestyle, I left a dude for the fishers **** *****, you a rat, you got whiskers You full of it, I'm an emperor Leave 'em in the attic, no temper Rap around his chest like suspenders Then open up like it's Christmas Live life, a number 7 I'm not Mike Vick, but I'm a G Like 1000, speaking 1000 I spend 1000, on my trousers Smoking white boys, eight milers In the mountains is where they found us I pray the critics stay behind us And we ain't gay anyway Only ladies can climb us I pull through your set, you hear cops, you hear bust You hear sticks, you hear tecs We shoot heads, we shoot necks M16, they come through the vest And they come for your soul and they come for your flesh They turn white [?] and it's a mess We tryna hit you, a knife on your leg We come in the noon, we come in the morning We try leave you sick like you just caught pneumonia I redo your hair, but no I'm not Sonya I dive in your *****, I might have a cowbunga I wet up your block like my mama's tsumani No sperm, but I'm selling everything coming Booker T Washington, it's history Your nickname Scooby Doo, cause you's a mystery Let my ***** wrapper wrap em like a cypher Webster, we come in your home And you better come out and stop us (Thugga)
[00:00.823][Verse: Young Thug] [00:02.809]Beast mode for (?) [00:04.663]Lifestyle, lipo [00:06.440]Run up on a Young Thugga playing [00:08.111]And I'mma burn your head like Michael [00:10.018]Kimbo, slice those arms off of his body [00:13.623]Yesterday I was broke, today I got M's, no Illuminati [00:17.202]Los Angeles lifestyle, I left a dude for the fishers [00:20.781]**** *****, you a rat, you got whiskers [00:23.498]You full of it, I'm an emperor [00:25.222]Leave 'em in the attic, no temper [00:26.789]Rap around his chest like suspenders [00:28.618]Then open up like it's Christmas [00:30.760]Live life, a number 7 [00:32.431]I'm not Mike Vick, but I'm a G [00:34.234]Like 1000, speaking 1000 [00:35.697]I spend 1000, on my trousers [00:37.604]Smoking white boys, eight milers [00:39.432]In the mountains is where they found us [00:41.130]I pray the critics stay behind us [00:43.063]And we ain't gay anyway [00:44.213]Only ladies can climb us [00:45.963]I pull through your set, you hear cops, you hear bust [00:47.635]You hear sticks, you hear tecs [00:48.523]We shoot heads, we shoot necks [00:49.489]M16, they come through the vest [00:51.135]And they come for your soul and they come for your flesh [00:53.147]They turn white [?] and it's a mess [00:54.688]We tryna hit you, a knife on your leg [00:56.542]We come in the noon, we come in the morning [00:58.319]We try leave you sick like you just caught pneumonia [01:02.107]I redo your hair, but no I'm not Sonya [01:05.581]I dive in your *****, I might have a cowbunga [01:09.212]I wet up your block like my mama's tsumani [01:12.817]No sperm, but I'm selling everything coming [01:15.978]Booker T Washington, it's history [01:18.929]Your nickname Scooby Doo, cause you's a mystery [01:22.560]Let my ***** wrapper wrap em like a cypher [01:26.009]Webster, we come in your home [01:27.289]And you better come out and stop us (Thugga) [01:30.946]
