Sin

[Intro: Young Thug] Man, fuck all y'all (Just come wit' me) Everything I do is for us only (Yeah, yeah) Only us, none of y'all other niggas (I know none of y'all can't tell) It's on God (I'm in London, got my beat from London) [Chorus: Young Thug] Ayy, ayy, I'm drippin' again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no wins You should grab something white and just throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil... don't got class, yeah, we call it truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent [Verse 1: Jaden Smith & Young Thug] I poured a four from the clouds down And my head floating in bliss (Goddamn) I'm on the phone with big bro now (Damn) He told me keep Benz on the race (Goddamn) Until you see it like this, I promise man you'd never think it exists Straight out a jet to the crib, I'm quick with the switch Man we never miss, okay (God) 'Bout to turn up in the club, man, back the fuck up We ain't takin' no pictures See all the wings in the front, it's us We had to triple the digits See all those sexy mamas blowing kisses, man We had to grant all they wishes (We grants-) Casamigos got me spinnin' But I want some spendin' some out wit' some dealers Let's go (Goddamn) [Verse 2: Young Thug] I'm rocking Dior Sauvage (Damn) I'm higher than Scotty, they calling me Pippen (God) I got some Cartier vision, it costs me six thousand I'm watchin' these women Money's the reason I'm sinning Money's the reason I gotta take Ritalin You niggas don't care 'bout women Just shut the fuck up, yeah I'm taking care plenty I put Chanel on a belt buckle, of when my price is half off I keep a stick for my cover, got way more girls than Hugh Hefner Got the same name as the butler But more money than Ashley and her mother Got a backwood full of sherbert, I'm 'bout to smoke like a murder [Chorus: Young Thug] Ayy, ayy, I'm dripping again The way that I drip this shit should be a sin Ayy, ayy, divorce all my friends I'm not a Migo, 'bout to trap out the Benz Ayy, they told me don't spend I went got the racks and I did it again Ayy, I think she a twin Plus she got red calamari skin Ayy, you don't got no wins You should grab something white and just throw it on in I went to school, got suspended I told her I want some head, bobby pin If the lil... don't got class, yeah, we call it truancy I ain't had no money to spend I got my first check and went paid off my rent [Verse 3: Jaden Smith] Ooh, hop out the back of the turn up Avoid all the cameras, I did it on purpose She tryna act like she perfect I see all the masks that you leave on the surface She made me write all my verses in cursive She need all them purses at Hermès That's like 25 racks and we always on a roll Man, we always working, let's go [Verse 4: Young Thug] Ay, let me pour up some Act, got some brand new graffiti It's going down my back I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby, girl you can pick Rocking Giuseppe Zanotti's a night I spent half a million designer on kits I got Chanel slippers, Gucci pennies, baby girl you can pick I got so high, went off the equator, I feel like Buzz Lightyear I met a broad, skinny like nails, and I was richer than ice cream I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express [Outro: Young Thug] I had to grind without a rail, now all my cars got Nitron Straight to Dubai, I feel like the mail, I was on a Global Express I'm in London, got my beat from London