Fuck All That

[Intro: Young Thug]

Blanco

Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Fuck all that cap

I'm 'bout to put my left wrist on the flingy (Fuck that)

Fuck all that rap shit, I'ma kill this nigga, man [?] my dickies

Say you was my dawg, where you was when I was nothing?

Seen you with my ex bitch, acting like you sneaky

Never mind that bullshit, roll up me some sticky

Drink some actavis, baddies putting hickies on my dicky

I'm out the cockpit, I just left my old lady in the Bentley

She get full of liquor, got me pulling out a Remy

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

I wanna know, darling, how you fuck me and leave?

I keep a couple bitches, you could call it a flea

Green diamonds and brown diamonds on me, just like a leaf

I don't wanna ever let you fuck me again, yeah

Yeah, I don't know why I ever let you fuck me and leave, yeah

Oh, fuck that shit, 'cause

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Lil Keed]

Breaking it down, what's next?

I been thinking about buying a 'Vette (Skkrt)

Break down a nine, your backpack

Serving that shit with no sweat (Let's go)

Louis Vuitton, Hermes link, when you wearing that [?] vest

Rocking your glass, foot on the gas, boogers the size of a Patek

Thirty racks, a T-Rex (Skkr)

Give me side eyes, through some specs

Got kush, got lean, got X

That's all besides getting checks

Got diamonds, the paint of T-Rex

Can somebody save my life?

I been chopping it up with God, getting everything right

Don't complain about what he did, just come pay your ties

I went mechanic on my wrist, Cartier screws so tight

I did my dirt with the same bitch, that's why I keep her around

She take that charge and suck that dick

That's why I keep her around

She hold me down just like my kimikos

I swear she ain't nothing like these hoes, ain't gotta tell you how

Brought her shopping then I let her whip a Bent' 'round the town

I'm bamboozled off her love and I don't wanna go down, yeah (Keed talk to 'em, hey)

[Verse 3: Lil Keed]

All these diamonds on me, they not basic

Livid hoes, and they rock Amiri shirts, we crazy

Yeah, I got seven rings, for [?], for [?]

All these fucking pussy boys, they sound, we created (Boy)

Yeah we bust your tater tot, we slime 'em and we take it

Lamb trucks and hot box, we do our dirt, living vacant

Aw, nah, not that gold digger, I don't need a begging bitch

Do dirt by myself, I don't need no [?]

[Chorus: Young Thug & Lil Keed]

Fuck all that cap (Slatt)

I'm 'bout to put my left wrist on the flingy (Slimeball, fuck that)

Fuck all that rap shit, I'ma kill this nigga, man [?] my dickies

(Yeah, yeah, slatt, slatt)

Say you was my dawg, where you was when I was nothing?

Seen you with my ex bitch, acting like you sneaky

Never mind that bullshit, roll up me some sticky

Drink some actavis, baddies putting hickies on my dicky

I'm out the cockpit, I just left my old lady in the Bentley

She get full of liquor, got me pulling out a Remy