[Chorus: Young Thug]
You think you love me, I think you lovin' me not
I'm drinkin' Tussin, I'm fallin' in love with a thot
I'm having three-somes, I'm havin' hoes on the side
Upgrade your Visa, now you can come back from France (Where you at?)
Ether, I'm 'bout to smoke my own strain
They keepin' fentanyl, they 'bout to serve it to your mans
I never played with her, I'm 'bout to lock in the romance
I killed that pussy, I'm 'bout to kill it once again
[Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Gunna]
Kill it once again
Pass me that pussy, I'ma kill it once again
Kill it once again
Pass me that pussy, I'ma kill it once again
[Verse 1: Gunna]
Oh this the season, that Mamacita get piped
I put this on Jah, I'm fucking Kie sha tonight
I left for London, she got her Visa then flied
Enjoying this money, she come with me for the vibes (Come with me for the vibes)
Ice out the T for the Christ
They not on money, feel like a thief in the night
With a Young Stoner, you gon' believe in an slime
You pull up on her, you know it's me and the guys
Ain't riding sober, I took the Rover to ride
I'm smoking doja, you know I love to get high
I'm in a new whip and now I'm broken inside
She pulled me closer, said "Bae, you love me or not?"
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You think you love me, I think you lovin' me not
I'm drinkin' Tussin, I'm fallin' in love with a thot
I'm having three-somes, I'm havin' hoes on the side
Upgrade your Visa, now you can come back from France (Where you at?)
Ether, I'm 'bout to smoke my own strain
They keepin' fentanyl, they 'bout to serve it to your mans
I never played with her, I'm 'bout to lock in the romance
I killed her pussy, I'm 'bout to kill it again
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Ferragamo boxers, I'm about to fuck you
You can be my lover if a nigga never subbed you
Carrots on your motherfuckin' fingers if I love you
Nasty lil' brat callin' hoes sayin' she rubbed you
I let her rub you 'cause that's the time that I'm on
I put some baguettes inside her watch, two-tone
Encrusted the diamonds in her watch 'cause I'm on
Crosses 'round her neck, I thought they were chrome
Biggie-bom-bom, I been in her walls
Biggie-bom-bom, I been in her drawers
In and out her lights, so I bought that bitch a donk
'Miris on ice, I just bought the bitch some funk
[Chorus: Young Thug]
You think you love me, I think you lovin' me not
I'm drinkin' Tussin, I'm fallin' in love with a thot
I'm having three-somes, I'm havin' hoes on the side
Upgrade your Visa, now you can come back from France (Where you at?)
Ether, I'm 'bout to smoke my own strain
They keepin' fentanyl, they 'bout to serve it to your mans
I never played with her, I'm 'bout to lock in the romance
I killed that pussy, I'm 'bout to kill it once again
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