Trick'em & Treat'em

[Intro: Young Thug] Huh? Hundred racks in all hundreds, but it ain't shit sweet, nigga You know all my niggas play for keeps, nigga We trick ’em after we treat 'em niggas Make a bad slime bitch [?] [Chorus: Young Thug] We gon' treat ’em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em Zero bucks for the bodies We gon’ treat ’em and trick 'em We gon’ treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat ’em and trick 'em Zero bucks for the bodies [Verse 1: Young Thug] I bought a Bentley, now she going swimming Plus she can get Howard this ain't [?] Ain't talking no mixtape but these fuck niggas envy I leave them in ditches, I fuck on they bitches and you know that YSL with it I'm done Si-Sike, you know that I'm never gon' end it, have fun She wanna fuck on Ferragamo, you know that's my bro, and I'm buying two guns No 1's I'm throwing all hundreds in equals trust funds [?] My gun, I got me two sons and I fuck on they mom's Hit nic' with your bitch, club later I ain't talking candy, but I am a jawbreaker You think it's sweet, I'm gon' send you to meet your maker Put a hole in your head like you's a picture [Chorus: Young Thug] We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em Zero bucks for the bodies We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em Zero bucks for the bodies [Verse 2: Stefano Ferragamo] YSL lifestyle, we gon' treat 'em and trick 'em If you got a hundred bands, we gon' flee 'em and flick 'em Tell my nigga go get 'em, tell my nigga go hit 'em If he got a hundred birds, you know guys spilled 'em [?] go get it, we slime through bussiness Queen Slime with me, we serving them chickens Hundred racks on me, you can see it through my britches [?] no penny pintching YSL fly, money all mine Scraping every nickle, dropping them dimes We'll leave your ass flat, Thug in the back Goons on set, scream rat attack [Chorus: Young Thug] We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em Zero bucks for the bodies We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em We gon' treat 'em and trick 'em Zero bucks for the bodies [Verse 3: [?]] I gotta a bag from the pimp, white candy and I jump [?] Now I'm feeling like a [?] Y'all better understand it if you did with some [?] nigga [?] Nada, I just tell her to holla When she holla and take you to the room we come to follow Nar-Narco [?] real shottas, with choppers And when we hungry fo' dollars we [?] like Oscar Oscar, better get the [?] nobody safe They better be [?] if they ain't, end up missin', shoutout Big Bang Black hooddie'd in, meet my strap, I kill 'em in style No trial, like how? 'Cause the body could never be found That's how you treat 'em 'fore you trick 'em And [?] go to the mall Now worry 'bout the law, 'cause a nigga too wild YSL, Ferragamo got together, oh Lord [?] take 'em off Hey BNG don't let that nigga get far And if a nigga get far, I'mma hit 'em where they [?] [?] [Outro] [?] What you see, what you did, but it ain't what you saw [?]