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         Yea
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Thugger,      21
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    Let's get it
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Hold on, hold on, hold on

[Chorus: Young Thug]
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Used to be dead down (broke), hop 
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out the jet now (the jet)
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We don't play radio, Funkmaster 
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Flex, now (flex)
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I just got a new foreign, 'bout to
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 go park the 'Vette now (facts)
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And I got the dawgs with me (woo),
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 yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
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I want some inside head now 
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(head), 'bout to call my bitch now 
(head)
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I got a Harley Davidson now 
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(skrra), 'bout to pin a T-Rex down 
(yeah, yeah)
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I do the whip, no eggs now (woah),
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 I got chips and VICs now (woah)
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'Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
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'Bout to chop it with machete now, 
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now, now

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
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Real big tongue on my kicks (woah)
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Baby, put your tongue on my dick 
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(woah)
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I put ice on my kids (woah)
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I put red in my drink (woah)
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Act' got here with my medicine 
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(woah)
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Nigga pop, drip, we wet (woah)
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Man I got some ice on my ankle 
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(woah)
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Fuck around, gon' 'head, slit it 
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(woah)
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It was heavy smoke in my chest 
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(woah)
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Might jeopardize my checks (woah)
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I'm 'bout to pop another X (woah)
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Then I'ma fuck on my ex (woah)
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And I'm gon' pour my syrup (woah)
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Not my Act', just red (woah)
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And I hit him on the dick (woah)
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Think he 'bout to keep my check 
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(woah)
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Green diamonds, on me like piss
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I just got a new Kel-Tec
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And it don't come with no kick
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And I came up from nothin'
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Louis Vuitton my neck
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High end clothes on deck
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Let 'em all read my text

[Chorus: Young Thug]
            C#m         A#m       
Used to be dead down (broke), hop 
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out the jet now (the jet)
               C#m     A#m      
We don't play radio, Funkmaster 
C#m         A#m
Flex, now (flex)
             C#m           A#m    
I just got a new foreign, 'bout to
               C#m        A#m
 go park the 'Vette now (facts)
               C#m           A#m  
And I got the dawgs with me (woo),
                       C#m      A#m
 yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
                   C#m        A#m 
I want some inside head now 
                   C#m         A#m
(head), 'bout to call my bitch now 
(head)
                   C#m        A#m 
I got a Harley Davidson now 
                   C#m         A#m
(skrra), 'bout to pin a T-Rex down 
(yeah, yeah)
                  C#m       A#m   
I do the whip, no eggs now (woah),
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 I got chips and VICs now (woah)
                  C#m          A#m
'Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
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'Bout to chop it with machete now, 
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now, now

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
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Yeah, Saint Laurent Don, yeah (21)
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Got a lot of blue money, yeah, yeah
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I cut my thumb, yeah, yeah
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Bums chasin' crumbs, yeah, yeah
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Gucci jacket, ah yeah, yeah
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Fuck her on the mattress, ah yeah, 
yeah
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Got a draco in traffic, ah yeah
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I just left Magic, throwin' ones 
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out the plastic, yeah, yeah
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I'm with Slime in that Maybach 
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and we laughin' (21, 21)
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These rappers jumpin' dick to 
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dick and we laughin' (on God)
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Come and get your baby mama, 
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this bitch a maggot (21, 21)
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Half a ticket, worth a jewelry in 
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my carry-on baggage (yeah)
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Thinkin' 'bout pullin' Savage's 
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card, you must be on acid (yeah)
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Cheap ass shots got her feelin' 
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like plastic (21)
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My earrings cost more than a 
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nigga life savin' (cash)
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Fuck a weddin' ring, I gave her a 
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mouth full of babies

[Chorus: Young Thug]
            C#m         A#m       
Used to be dead down (broke), hop 
        C#m          A#m
out the jet now (the jet)
               C#m     A#m      
We don't play radio, Funkmaster 
C#m         A#m
Flex, now (flex)
             C#m           A#m    
I just got a new foreign, 'bout to
               C#m        A#m
 go park the 'Vette now (facts)
               C#m           A#m  
And I got the dawgs with me (woo),
                       C#m      A#m
 yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
                   C#m        A#m 
I want some inside head now 
                   C#m         A#m
(head), 'bout to call my bitch now 
(head)
                   C#m        A#m 
I got a Harley Davidson now 
                   C#m         A#m
(skrra), 'bout to pin a T-Rex down 
(yeah, yeah)
                  C#m       A#m   
I do the whip, no eggs now (woah),
                 C#m      A#m
 I got chips and VICs now (woah)
                  C#m          A#m
'Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
                       C#m         
'Bout to chop it with machete now, 
A#m  C#m
now, now