[Intro: Slim Jxmmi]
Yeah, pass me that, yeah
Turn me up a little bit
Yeah, ayy, ayy
(Ricky Racks) Yeah
Once again, Ricky (Woo)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm fresh off a titty
Don't get this shit fucked up (Yeah)
You know you can get it
They'll put shots in your fitted
Uh, ain't no more risks
I put whatever on my wrist (Hoo)
Straight out the trenches
I turned my house to an exhibit (Yeah)
Back of the batch
I mix the drip with the swag
Pour up some green like it's Shrek
I put the girls on her neck
We so rebellious
In Chicago, I'm Farrakhan
Both of 'em Chanel'd up
Both of 'em Chanel'd up

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I keep a double cup, ooh, I keep a double cup (Woo)
I gotta triple up, ooh, I poured a eight up (Poured a eight)
I don't need no more love, ooh, I got too much love (Yeah)
Bitch, you a whole slut, ooh, but you still can get hoed up (Yeah)
I keep a big dog, ooh, n***a, you a full mutt (You a full mutt)
I keep a hundo, ooh, n***a, you can get it, yeah, yeah (You can get it, yeah)
I got a real-real, woo (Yeah, yeah)
I still dunk off the big rim, woo (Young Sex, let's go)
Woo, she suckin' my dick, made me drool (Drool)
I keep some bread on the coupe, you lyin', keep actin' [?] (Cool)
Yeah, I'm out at [?], I took the [?] off the coupe (Take it off, uh)
I told 'em, "Catch up, bring the yellow mustard juice" (Ah)
Yeah, I ran them bands up, ain't no way I could lose (Them bands up)
Yeah, I spent these racks on her, no way she gotta choose (Choose up)
Yeah, I put my neck on Frooty Loops, wrapped in blue (Blued up)
Yeah, ain't no Honda Civics, yeah (Woo)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm fresh off a titty (Yeah)
Don't get this shit fucked up (Yeah)
You know you can get it (Woo, woo)
They'll put shots in your fitted (Brr, brr)
Uh, ain't no more risks
I put whatever on my wrist (I put whatever on my wrist, hoo)
Straight out the trenches (Yeah)
I turned my house to an exhibit (Yeah)
Back of the batch (Back of the batch)
I mix the drip with the swag (Swag, yeah)
Pour up some green like it's Shrek (Yeah, like it's Shrek)
I put the girls on her neck (On her neck, yeah)
We so rebellious (Rebellious)
In Chicago, I'm Farrakhan (I'm Farrakhan)
Both of 'em Chanel'd up (Chanel'd up)
Both of 'em Chanel'd up (Chanel'd up)

[Verse 2: Slim Jxmmi]
Uh, she feel in love with the Jxmmi (She did)
Soon as I hopped out the Bentley (Woo)
I had her all in her feelings (She did)
I'm not your normal civilian (Nope)
Jxm, and the M is for Millions (For what?)
Ooh, my hands so sticky (Sticky)
Yeah, I'm fresh off a titty (Uh)
Doin' my dance, I'm doin' my dance, I want somethin' squishy (Uh)
Ayy, I rock designer and you rock designer, but I do it different (Damn, uh)
Ayy, and them hoes stealin'
I'm trendy and I'm trendin' (I'm trendin')
These n***as ain't got what I'm givin' (Why?)
Sellin' tree and he just like the villain
Call me Master like P, ain't no limit (Ain't no limit)
All these haters just whinin' and bitchin' (They whinin')
All I'm doin' is shinin' and winnin' (I'm winnin')
I'm on top, I can walk on the ceiling (Yeah)
Ayy, and I need another cup (Two cups)
I gotta double up (Double up)
I gotta double up (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: Young Thug]
I'm fresh off a titty (Yeah)
Don't get this shit fucked up (Yeah)
You know you can get it (You know you can get it)
They'll put shots in your fitted (Grrt, grrt)
Uh, ain't no more risks (No more risks)
I put whatever on my wrist (Whatever on my wrist, hoo)
Straight out the trenches (Woo)
I turned my house to an exhibit (Yeah, yeah)
Back of the batch (Uh huh)
I mix the drip with the swag (Yeah)
Pour up some green like it's Shrek (Like it's Shrek)
I put the girls on her neck (Yeah)
We so rebellious (Rebellious)
In Chicago, I'm Farrakhan (I'm Farrakhan)
Both of 'em Chanel'd up (Chanel'd up)
Both of 'em Chanel'd up (Chanel'd up)