THUGBABY (feat. Gunna)

Ayo, Pitt, we got one
SumYunGhai with me the shit

R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak
Shawty in the south like part slave
Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake
In the Louis V bag there be more cake
Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate
I ain't never finna listen what they all say
Counting dough, big bread in broad day
Said I don't regret them hard days
Essential
Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, nigga essential
I just put a cougar in the backseat of a rental
Fucking with me 'cause she really think I be the answer
Wish a nigga would roll 'em up in a pencil
Two Dracos, get 'em gone, nothing less
Niggas ain't lying, it ain't no evidence
Run the bag on like gold Pateks

Nigga love foreign, got a gold Patek
Fuck the bitch once and I ain't call her back
Wunna too rich, I'm hard to catch
Silly bitch sent me a horrible text
Wunna not the one to argue with
Landed in Houston where Harden at
A lot of these rappers be starter cap
Need to get some drip, just watch me
I took a hit, still can't stop me
My young cousin just took some Roxy
The gang but I call 'em my posse
You pussies should be riding in a carseat
I'm ridin' in her pussy like broccoli
The slime got a nigga so salty
This cash got me fucking on Barbies
Know you adore me
Broke her heart, no, it ain't nothing free
Let me trap the school like Bun B
Road to the riches, ain't nothing sweet
The road to the riches, ain't nothing sweet
The Rolls Cullinan got low seat
The Wock' got the double cup muddy

R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak
Shawty in the south like part slave
Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake
In the Louis V bag there be more cake
Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate
I ain't never finna listen what they all say
Counting dough, big bread in broad day
Said I don't regret them hard days
Essential
Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, nigga essential
I just put a cougar in the backseat of a rental
Fucking with me 'cause she really think I be the answer
Wish a nigga would roll 'em up in a pencil
Two Dracos, get 'em gone, nothing less
Niggas ain't lying, it ain't no evidence
Run the bag on like gold Pateks

Got a baby, she act a lil' goofy though
I don't bring her around me, she talk a lot
That's my nigga, you know he don't act like a ho
Know that I'm blowing up first and niggas not
And I know that they plotting, I keep a Glock
R.I.P. niggas that walk in the carspot
Always back up the pole at a red light
Shawty asking if a nigga paranoid
Moonwalking at sixteen
Diamonds hitting bodies 'til the sun nigga fucking on your ho
Told them niggas don't text me
Nigga, I be rolling on exotic, finna get me out my zone
My mama say she miss me
Told her I be trapping, she be laughing, bitch crying on the phone
We gon' pull when that fuck nigga step up
They don't zone me, I smoke lotta pressure
I be highest fuck no niggas liking
If your bitch a Buddha but tell he inviting us
And it's probably why the fuck niggas mad
Know you better stay in this bag
In the quarantine season
Trapping for the weekend
Diamonds hitting, make a nigga stop the blinking
Get to busting if a nigga start thinking, know that it was

R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak
Shawty in the south like part slave
Put the bands on your man, watch the car shake
In the Louis V bag there be more cake
Bitch, I be the nigga that they all hate
I ain't never finna listen what they all say
Counting dough, big bread in broad day
Said I don't regret them hard days
Essential
Gotta keep the ruger on the hip, nigga essential
I just put a cougar in the backseat of a rental
Fucking with me 'cause she really think I be the answer
Wish a nigga would roll 'em up in a pencil
Two Dracos, get 'em gone, nothing less
Niggas ain't lying, it ain't no evidence
Run the bag on like gold Pateks



Credits
Writer(s): Sergio Kitchens, Martin Pitt, Adrian Justin Baez, Dennys Capellan Capellan
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