Lil Jasmine (Original)

[Intro: Young Thug]

From Atlanta, to LA, to New York, know what I'm sayin'?

Young successful livin', you know what I'm sayin'?

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine

I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes

Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine

Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash

I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'

I spent half a mill on just one necklace

And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie

And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime

I'm just a snake in your grass yеah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

Shes just a tropical Kanyе, she got potential for sum yea

I put my hand on her throat yeah, now she got diamonds on her tongue yea

I put Chanelly on her mom yea, The pocket [?] cream like cum yeah

Rose gold knife in the camp yea. bet a nigga get stabbed yea

I been filling my pockets with salary

I done switched to a whole nother major league

I been filling this backwood with hella trees, paper trail on the road

I been chilling with all type of energy while I travel the world

What's your name baby? Let's make some chemistry

I been loving the way that you into me

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine

I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes

Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine

Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash

I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'

I spent half a mill on just one necklace

And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie

And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime

I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

I got boogers sitttin on my chest, yellow booger sittin on my bitch

I'm assassin better not trip, I got bad shit nun off the rip

[?], [?] hips, sent her back, she had too much lip

You got two cars, both 'em got flipped

I got twenty cars nun of em got flipped, he got my back, then you know what it is

I shot back cause a fuck nigga missed, never ratted go stack you sum chips

Yellow Cartier bracelet dip

Flooded beeper, 1986

One of one Cartier and it's swiss

In my Rolls Royce truck with a .6 drum

Got the fold like chairs, the big one, cop a trolly, you gon' end up missin'

When you punch man, a Rollie on your fist shit

Saw the cop, and I told him he hit this

Called a opp, and I turned him to Ricky

Like Big Worm, put a perm on these bitches

Need a coke, and a dope, at the riches

Over half a mil' for Aventador, I don't give no fuck 'bout what you whippin' in

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine

I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes

Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine

Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash

I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'

I spent half a mill on just one necklace

And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie

And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime

I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 3: Bay Swag]

All of these V's in my necklace

Pockets so fat like Precious

I was broke, used to pull up in a Lexus

Lo Mein with the [?], fuck breakfast

Me and Slime in LA, livin' epic

My hitters got sticks, they reckless

And we stackin' these bags like Tetris

Versace where I sleep from a mattress

Louboutin bling high, nigga be spiked up

Mosh pit at my show, they love when I pipe up

Ballin', no budget, they wanna be like us

Amiri drippin' how a nigga be mic'd up

Cartier ring it fightin' like Tyson

[?] shoot, no we ain't with the fightin'

Bust down Rollie, not rockin' no Breitling

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine

I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes

Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine

Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash

I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'

I spent half a mill on just one necklace

And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie

And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime

I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses

[Verse 4: Lil Duke]

They cannot fuck with me

All of my bitches, they stuck with me

Niggas be talkin', but know ain't no touchin' me

Couple bad bitches will never give up on me

Send my lil' bitch to come put that good love on me

We do not look for no handouts, you askin' for money we cut off yo hand (Slatt)

YSL bitch, thinkin' 'bout goin' and cop me some land

Trap house bitch, I gotta go get some more rubber bands

'member back then when I didn't have no plans

Sellin' out shows now we runnin' from fans

I double C on Chanel, if I ever get caught get caught, I swear I will not tell

She want that dick when she see me and my niggas we winnin', took too many L's

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I done project my mattress, I done fucked lil Jasmine

I had payed for her classes, I done paid for her lashes

Now she feel like a savage, it don't get better than Jasmine

Sky high price on the jacket, I didn't have to upgrade the dash

I didn't have to front, I'm no backend, put tint on the 'ghini, fuck braggin'

I spent half a mill on just one necklace

And I was fine with fuckin' my bestie

And my hoes are jazzy, Bitch I had less than a dime

I'm just a snake in your grass yeah, I like blood on my glasses