Cost U

[Intro: Young Thug] Ayy, man, we got DTE Troub' in this muhfucka, know what I'm sayin' We got YSL Duke, muhfuckin' Slime Boss Thugger We all love each other, you know Promise (Goose got another one) Slatt [Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug] Shit, I lost another nigga, can't control it Man, I lost another nigga, I stay holdin' I can't fuck with many niggas, they be foldin' no, flex Yeah, bitch better jeep her feelings in control, man These niggas better keep they feelings in control, man I only fuck with gangsta niggas who holdin', no, flex Had to stop whippin' cola, cause I couldn't pay my lawyer We not big as the law, but I wanna be bigger than Oprah If you play, it'll cost you, your new bed is a coffin Spend a mil', get you slaughtered In the woods where they found you [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Bitches acknowledging me My bitches just following me I come to your yard with some B's We pee on your log and your trees The cook up, the cook up, the cook up The cook up, the cook up, the cook up The cook up, the cook up, the cook up I cook up, the cook up, the cook up [Verse 1: Young Thug] We whip up them babies, cook up them babies, just look up lil' baby I promise no lie, ice under my eye, enough with the lies Tyin' 'em up, I'm ready to die, yeah, bitch, homicide Me and my bitch Bonnie and Clyde Yeah, yeah Shoot at that boy with a silencer Money keep growing like a lavender Keep me away from That's the same shit that got Bennie capped Pool party for the bad bitches We don't fuck around with no sad bitches First time on the plane, I first classed it I wan' put that dick in the back of it [Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug] Shit, I lost another nigga, can't control it Man, I lost another nigga, I stay holdin' I can't fuck with many niggas, they be foldin' no, flex Yeah, bitch better jeep her feelings in control, man These niggas better keep they feelings in control, man I only fuck with gangsta niggas who holdin', no, flex Had to stop whippin' cola, cause I couldn't pay my lawyer We not big as the law, but I wanna be bigger than Oprah If you play, it'll cost you, your new bed is a coffin Spend a mil', get you slaughtered In the woods where they found you [Verse 2: Lil Duke] Boy I got it on me, watch how you talk to me Two racks for the shoes, got her watch how I walk in it Young nigga keep chasin' them racks and I'm stalkin' 'em Play with YSL or Trouble, we offin' 'em Peal out the lot with the Thugga Look at the rear view for haters, we bust 'em No we don't cuff 'em or love 'em, we fuck 'em We dick 'em down and we give 'em to brothers Fuck all that muggin', I'm clutchin' Soon as you spot 'em, they rushin' Blowin' on gas and I know the shit musty All these lil' bitches pretty and they fuckin' Fuck the police what we screamin' All in the condo, they swallowin' semen Gave the lil' bitch the dick, now she annoying Threesome with bitches, they let us record it Suck on my brothers, get a Honda Accord Bitch so bad, I might give her a lil' boy No regular degular, pull up in them toys Since I been rappin' I been makin' noise [Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug] Shit, I lost another nigga, can't control it Man, I lost another nigga, I stay holdin' I can't fuck with many niggas, they be foldin' no, flex Yeah, bitch better jeep her feelings in control, man These niggas better keep they feelings in control, man I only fuck with gangsta niggas who holdin', no, flex Had to stop whippin' cola, cause I couldn't pay my lawyer We not big as the law, but I wanna be bigger than Oprah If you play, it'll cost you, your new bed is a coffin Spend a mil', get you slaughtered In the woods where they found you