Danny Glover

[Verse 1]

Two door coup four hundred chips

Jacob watch cost two bricks

Throw another rack if she do a split

I got a bag of mollies know she want to lick

Make a girl kiss a girl, turn this shit into molly world

She geeking off of them drugs, making faces like [?]

Don't need a compliment cause I know I'm the shit

All this ice on me I done froze in this bitch

Look like I'm selling dope, nigga stove in this bitch

All this girls want to fuck like gold on my dick

Everywhere I go you know this shit lit

His Rolex ticking that nigga counterfeit

Bitch from the [?] screaming free [?]

I only blow gas don't fuck with the mid

Diamonds flashing like paparazzi taking pictures

I don't fuck with lames I fuck with real goons killers all my niggas they the realest

Flockaveli 2 on the way I see these pussy niggas catching feelings

It ain't personal it's just business I'm the realest

Come fuck with me let's make millions

[Hook: Young Thug]

Every time I fuck I gotta hit me least like two bitches

Boy, that dope been whipped, you need like new wrists

Foreign car outside, that bitch got two digits

Money stand like eight feet just like two midgets