[Intro: Young Thug]

Eh

Can't tell, yeah



[Hook: Young Thug]

Niggas say they f**k with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle

I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts

These bitches and these niggas know that they can't play around here

I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here

All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby

I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking

Pussy boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication

I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication



[Verse 1: T.I.]

Hold up, pull up, roll up, pour up, ounces in a soda

Push up on your bitch and shawty I didn't even know her

See this hood I throw up, realest one I ever seen

ATL, call it XXL, cause we stay spittin' shells outta long magazine

Real nigga got a crown, better own that thing

If the game got a throne, bet I'm on that thing

Beloved dope dealer and a well known King

And a killer 'pending on how you put your spin on things

You know how many suckers get ahead I've seen?

Bout the same amount of pussy niggas dead I've seen

You know how many bitches in the bed I've seen?

That like asking me how much bread I've seen

More than enough, in God we trust

You love a real niggas then f**k with us

But if you got a problem with it then f**k with us

It be ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Got your bitch riding everything but the bus

She let me put it everywhere but the butt

I always tell the bitch don't talk so much

She said "Who I'm hidin' from? What the f**k, for what?"



[Hook: Young Thug]

Niggas say they f**k with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle

I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts

These bitches and these niggas know that they can't play around here

I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here

All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby

I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking

Pussy boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication

I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication



[Verse 2: Young Thug]

Man I'm leanin' so bad

I can't do a push up for a million

(Lean, lean, lean, lean, lean)

Catch a nigga baby mama

Make her give me nothing but ceiling (head)

Never had time to rap and cap

And dap these tramps, my ice a lamp

I can't adapt, I'd rather slap

I rather pop his cap and naps

His mom, his aunt, his dad, his cat

2004 I was screaming everything Gucci, no Big Cat

And we was skatin' up, ridin' with the K's

Shootin' at all these big racks

f**k a officer, Akon what it do bruh?

Keep these f**kin' hoes off of you

When you get some new money turn new or

You gon' wish you would've, could've (waaaay)

Sit down and get rich like a booker

Might drop the top up off it

If I don't get into the helicopter

Feeling like I'm on a blue dolphin

Nigga ridin' round with like hella choppers

Every time I need new surgery I gon' call up my head doctor

5 more thousands cause she ain't got no head problems

(She the best, she the best)

Yeah, all my niggas they be bleedin' nigga

They ain't gon' never cheat a nigga

Pop a watermelon any season, nigga

I'ma bag her every time I see her, nigga

Fishing hoes with my hook

Pockets all swollen, no book

Glasses on, she don't know how I look (nerdy, nerdy)

Since I'm on how the f**k do I look? (I'm on, I'm on)

You ain't got no milli, you can't tell me how I look

I'm a big old Blood over here, I'm Suge



[Hook: Young Thug]

Niggas say they f**k with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle

I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts

These bitches and these niggas know that they can't play around here

I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here

All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby

I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking

Pussy boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication

I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication



[Verse 3: Boosie Badazz]

You ain't read the paper, you ain't seen the news

Got a team of goons bout action

Never start it, but I finish it so nasty

Ask em, they know bout me

I'm so Keyshia with the 9, rock a bye baby

So smooth, so fly baby, rock a bye baby

Let me turn up now, 4 shows a week

100 thousand a piece, we getting bread now

Mama don't worry bout nothin'

You can kick up your legs now

I ain't lying, got hitters on top of hitters

Got hitters on top of hitters

Rest in peace to my nigga Lil Bleek

I miss you, I miss you nigga

Just tryna live and have a lil fun nigga

Nephew just came home, half a million dollar bond nigga

I got fans that bust yo ass, you talk bout Boosie baby

Got off my ass, went got that bag and Boosie made it

Hate that, nigga



[Hook: Young Thug]

Niggas say they f**k with you, I can't tell, $500,000 Chevelle

I got bricks and birds for retail, I got 100,000 worth of belts

These bitches and these niggas know that they can't play around here

I call the spot elementary cause I keep a K around here

All my Aces if you play they make you grady baby

I might shoot you in your head and then it's no more thinking

Pussy boy I'll leave you dead and call it dead-ication

I put Act inside my drink, they call it medication