[Intro: Young Thug]
Uh, Thugger Thugger, baby
Skypad with me
Shit, I even got Kosher with me
[Chorus: Skypad War & Young Thug]
I gotta admit it (Woo)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Yeah)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Oh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (Swag)
Grown men actin' like bitches (Yeah)
I gotta admit it (Blatt)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Ugh)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Ugh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (What?)
Grown men actin' like bitches (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'm on Bleveland bleedin'
Your ho wide-receiving
This work I'm receiving
I'm red like a demon
I know hot boys, rob you for no reason
You can still shop, we'll call you You Don't Mean It
Smoked a pound of all the purple, I'm young Stevie
My dick lost and your ho gon' be there
Rich Kidz, I see you (Blatt)
I'm geeked out my mind
I can't feel my spine
Girl, watch your behind
Everybody calls you a dime
Stop wasting my time
Do your thing, baby
Oh, you too freaky
I brought my gang, baby
[Chorus: Skypad War, Young Thug & Kosher]
I gotta admit it (Woo)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Yeah)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Oh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (Swag)
Grown men actin' like bitches
I gotta admit it (Blatt)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Ugh; Yeah)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Ugh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (What?; Yeah)
Grown men actin' like bitches (This that Kosher)
[Verse 2: Kosher]
Uh, put me in a track, I'll scorch your rhymes
If a nigga try me, it's morphing time
To any competition that's worth the time
I'm the best new artist since Portland time
I got bars, but I didn't go to court for mine
Your chick try to stack like a porcupine
Archives B.N.T., y'all support my grind
And we gon' let it smack down like it's Orton time
And this beat too raw, close to kill
I already got eleven, you can close the deal
And how you gon' be me when you ain't Ko for real?
I got your bitch in this airbed, close to feel
That being said, I'ma flow for real
Tell 'em, "You can keep the fame, just throw the bills"
If boy lead me to a mic, I'ma show the skills
And ride on a track like rollercoaster wheels
And it's clear, things don't have to stay
I'm on it and I ain't gotta agitate
My team eatin', matter fact, pass the plate
And at the top, we still ain't activate
And that pack full of rhymes, so ain't got a trap to pay
For the kids, that's some' I had to say
And if you like how I'm putting it to the whole word
Gon' bring it back like a passing play
[Chorus: Skypad War & Young Thug]
I gotta admit it (Yeah, woo)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Yeah)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Oh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (Swag)
Grown men actin' like bitches (Yeah)
I gotta admit it (Blatt)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Ugh)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Ugh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (What?)
Grown men actin' like bitches
[Verse 3: Skypad War]
Maino said it best (What he say?), "Hi, haters"
Niggas bitches, might as well get some vibrators
They talk tough but they won't violate us
Them boys soft, Now and Laters
She like, "Why the call you Skypad?"
Bitch, I live in a sky pad
So fly, get dressed on a launch pad
Rich nigga, got a Benihana lunch pass (Woo)
Got hoes everywhere like Comcast
I'm banging, Young Thug, Suwoo
Still fuck with niggas that's true blue
I'm trippin' over money, goon troops
Ain't got not feeling for her, so I fuck fast (No feeling)
Been the shit so long, I need butt pads (My ass hurt)
My team winning (Archives), first class (First class)
Y'all just predictions (Nigga), forecast
[Chorus: Skypad War & Young Thug]
I gotta admit it (Woo)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Yeah)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Oh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (Swag)
Grown men actin' like bitches (Yeah)
I gotta admit it (Blatt)
I been getting money for a minute (Uh-huh)
Flow so sick, they should admit me (Ugh)
This is gettin' ridiculous (Ugh)
Hating on me just 'cause of my riches (What?)
Grown men actin' like bitches
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