SAVE THAT MOFUCKIN MONEY!
WHO LOVES MONEY?!
This fucking guy does
PRINT THIS SHIT!
Use it!
DONT FUCK AROUND
It's your money
EAT IT!
SHIA TAX!
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Hopped out my mothafuckin' bed
Hopped in the mothafuckin' coupe (SKRRRRR)
Pulled up on the Birdman (BRRRRR)
I'm a beast, I'm a beast, I'm a mobster
You got 50 whole bands, you'll be my sponsor (just for the night)
Them snakes on the plane, me and Kanye-conda (condas)
Yeeeah...
I might piece him up and let my partner smoke him
Chuck-E-Cheese him up, I pizza him, I roll him
I'm a gangster, I don't dance, baby I poke
Hopped out my mothafuckin' bed
Hopped in the mothafuckin' coupe (SKRRRRR)
Pulled up on the Birdman (BRRRRR)
I'm a beast, I'm a beast, I'm a mobster
You got 50 whole bands, you'll be my sponsor (just for the night)
Them snakes on the plane, me and Kanye-conda (condas)
Yeeeah...
I might piece him up and let my partner smoke him
Chuck-E-Cheese him up, I pizza him, I roll him
I'm a gangster, I don't dance, baby I poke
Right now I'm surrounded by some gangsters from Magnolia
I heard I put it in the spot, yessir she told me
My niggas muggin', these niggas YSL only
I heard my Nolia niggas not friendly, like no way
But we not friendly either, you know it
Yeah thumbs up
I've seen more holes than a golf course on Donald Trump’s course
My bitch a tall blooded horse, nigga, bronco
And if you catch us down bet you're not gon' trunk us
You got a body, lil nigga, we got a ton of 'em
You got some Robin's, lil nigga, we got some Batmans
I let that choppa go "blocka, blocka," get back, son
You got them MJs, nigga, I got them Jacksons (racks)
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