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[Intro: Young Thug] (Chriz Beatz) That booty (What?) Hoo (Yeah) [Chorus: Young Thug & Takeoff] You ain't ever ever had a thing (Nah), you gotta show me weight (No) Bet a hundred thousand shootin' at CeeLo, hope he ace away Any time I'm in the club I order ten bottles of Ace of Spades (Damn, hey) Nigga, you's a roach and this chopper your girl bought is the Raid (Ahh) Migo on my diamonds and he need 'em by the dime (Brrrt) And these pussy niggas sweet, serve 'em yay (Serve 'em yay) And I'm shopping to the top (Takeoff), I'm not gon' stop unless I'm robbed (Yeah, yeah; What's up, Thug?) She like my bread and they some rastas, yeah, yeah (Yay, yay) [Verse 1: Takeoff & Young Thug] You a sweet nigga, sweet lick, turn up shot, get finessed (Finessed; Yeah) Got yayo, coco, get the FN from Pedro (Go) Sippin' on lean (Hee), got a nigga in slow mo' (Lean) On the block running from the po-po (Go) In the drop with the Meta World Peace elbows (Skrrt, bows) You would think Carlos in my trap (Carlos) The way I got 'em for the L-O (L-O) These chickens, they bought me a Bentley (Brrt) The diesel (Yeah), it bought me a Dually (Yeah) Your main bitch is in my jacuzzi (Main bitch) Me and Thug in the bando boolin' (Brrrt, sup, Thug?) Shout out my CEO Gucci (Gucci; What?) What's on your hip? You know that's the ruley (Bah; What?) Everyday we makin' movies (Movies; What?) Run up, get hit with this Uzi (Woo; Gah) [Chorus: Young Thug] You ain't ever ever had a thing (Nah), you gotta show me weight (No) Bet a hundred thousand shootin' at CeeLo, hope he ace away Any time I'm in the club I order ten bottles of Ace of Spades (Damn, hey) Nigga, you's a roach and this chopper your girl bought is the Raid (Ahh) Migo on my diamonds and he need 'em by the dime (Brrrt) And these pussy niggas sweet, serve 'em yay (Serve 'em yay) And I'm shopping to the top, I'm not gon' stop unless I'm robbed (Yeah, yeah) She like my bread and they some rastas, yeah, yeah (Yay, yay) [Verse 2: Gucci Mane & Young Thug] I just pulled me a tender, I got that bitch in the blender (Yeha) She told me where you hide your stash, so I'm dressed up like a ninja If he don't take me to that stash, then I might cut off his finger (Huh) See, I was raised up by OGs who cook cocaine with a hanger Burglar bars around my spot 'cause I can't lose not a single Ironing money in my house 'cause I don't like my shit wrinkled (Huh) Sell nothing less than a Nina, motherfuck a subpoena If you my nigga, then we'll never let money get between us (What?) And when we enter arenas, strapped up like Gilbert Arenas (Yeah) I got a mobster demeanor, laughing like I'm a hyena (Huh?) And I'm the voice of the people, but I got two Desert Eagles I'll put ten shots in your Beamer and leave your ass for the reaper (It's Gucci; Yeah) [Chorus: Young Thug] You ain't ever ever had a thing (Nah), you gotta show me weight (No) Bet a hundred thousand shootin' at CeeLo, hope he ace away Any time I'm in the club I order ten bottles of Ace of Spades (Damn, hey) Nigga, you's a roach and this chopper your girl bought is the Raid (Ahh) Migo on my diamonds and he need 'em by the dime (Brrrt) And these pussy niggas sweet, serve 'em yay (Serve 'em yay) And I'm shopping to the top, I'm not gon' stop unless I'm robbed (Yeah, yeah) She like my bread and they some rastas, yeah, yeah (Yay, yay) [Verse 3: Young Thug] Thug got a sack, yeah, yeah (Woo) Hundred bitches rushin' to my car like a parade (Get it, get it) I smell like that real fish scale straight off a bait (Woo) I don't need no stylist, fresher than all my classmates (Prince) Plus I love my J-O-B, I'm paid and it's Friday (J-O-B?) Tryna get in touch with me, you gon' have to do it five ways (Brrrt), hey (Hey) Plus, I love all of my bitches (Yeah) Fallin' in love with a midget (Yeah, yeah) Got the Young Thug playin' lottery (Woo), and her pussy the winning ticket (Let's get it, ha) [Chorus: Young Thug] You ain't ever ever had a thing (Nah), you gotta show me weight (No) Bet a hundred thousand shootin' at CeeLo, hope he ace away Any time I'm in the club I order ten bottles of Ace of Spades (Damn, hey) Nigga, you's a roach and this chopper your girl bought is the Raid (Ahh) Migo on my diamonds and he need 'em by the dime (Brrrt) And these pussy niggas sweet, serve 'em yay (Serve 'em yay) And I'm shopping to the top, I'm not gon' stop unless I'm robbed (Yeah, yeah) She like my bread and they some rastas, yeah, yeah (Yay, yay)