[Intro: Young Thug]
Ayy, man, we got DTE Troub' in this muhfucka, know what I'm sayin'
We got YSL Duke, muhfuckin' Slime Boss Thugger
We all love each other, you know
Promise
(Goose got another one)
Slatt

[Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug]
Shit, I lost another n***a, can't control it
Man, I lost another n***a, I stay holdin'
I can't fuck with many n***as, they be foldin' no, flex
Yeah, bitch better jeep her feelings in control, man
These n***as better keep they feelings in control, man
I only fuck with gangsta n***as who holdin', no, flex
Had to stop whippin' cola, cause I couldn't pay my lawyer
We not big as the law, but I wanna be bigger than [?]
If you play, it'll cost you, your new bed is a coffin
Spend a mil', get you slaughtered
In the woods where they found you

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Bitches acknowledging me
My bitches just following me
I come to your yard with some B's
We pee on your log and your trees
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
I cook up, the cook up, the cook up
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
We whip up them babies, cook up them babies, just look up lil' baby
I promise no lie, ice under my eye, enough with the lies
Tyin' 'em up, I'm ready to die, yeah, bitch, homicide
Me and my bitch Bonnie and Clyde
Yeah, yeah
Shoot at that boy with a silencer
Money keep growing like a lavender
Keep me away from
That's the same shit that got Bennie capped
Pool party for the bad bitches
We don't fuck around with no sad bitches
First time on the plane, I first classed it
I wan' put that dick in the back of it

[Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug]
Shit, I lost another n***a, can't control it
Man, I lost another n***a, I stay holdin'
I can't fuck with many n***as, they be foldin' no, flex
Yeah, bitch better jeep her feelings in control, man
These n***as better keep they feelings in control, man
I only fuck with gangsta n***as who holdin', no, flex
Had to stop whippin' cola, cause I couldn't pay my lawyer
We not big as the law, but I wanna be bigger than [?]
If you play, it'll cost you, your new bed is a coffin
Spend a mil', get you slaughtered
In the woods where they found you
[Verse 2: Lil Duke]
Boy I got it on me, watch how you talk to me
Two racks for the shoes, got her watch how I walk in it
Young n***a keep chasin' them racks and I'm stalkin' 'em
Play with YSL or Trouble, we offin' 'em
Peal out the lot with the Thugga
Look at the rear view for haters, we bust 'em
No we don't cuff 'em or love 'em, we fuck 'em
We dick 'em down and we give 'em to brothers
Fuck all that muggin', I'm clutchin'
Soon as you spot 'em, they rushin'
Blowin' on gas and I know the shit musty
All these lil' bitches pretty and they fuckin'
Fuck the police what we screamin'
All in the condo, they swallowin' semen
Gave the lil' bitch the dick, now she annoying
Threesome with bitches, they let us record it
Suck on my brothers, get a Honda Accord
Bitch so bad, I might give her a lil' boy
No regular degular, pull up in them toys
Since I been rappin' I been makin' noise

[Chorus: Trouble & Young Thug]
Shit, I lost another n***a, can't control it
Man, I lost another n***a, I stay holdin'
I can't fuck with many n***as, they be foldin' no, flex
Yeah, bitch better jeep her feelings in control, man
These n***as better keep they feelings in control, man
I only fuck with gangsta n***as who holdin', no, flex
Had to stop whippin' cola, cause I couldn't pay my lawyer
We not big as the law, but I wanna be bigger than [?]
If you play, it'll cost you, your new bed is a coffin
Spend a mil', get you slaughtered
In the woods where they found you