[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hundred K on froze, I'm in grind mode
Big bank rolls, come from grind mode
Real street code, it’s called grind mode
They locked up Moe, had me in crime mode
Let's pretend (What up?)
We got a lot of birds and the jewelry in (Okay, fool)
They wanna get booked by us 'cause they know we win
These n***as gon’ hate on you even though it's a sin (Yeah)
But we gon' win, yeah, we winnin'

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I got bitches from Florida followin' me back to Georgia (Woo)
Just to look at the yola, just to whip up the Cola
Hundred K for my soldier, hundred K for my daughter
Fifty more for her mother, I'm a boss man like Sosa
Baby, baby, baby, I can get that dope from you
And bring it back like the eighties
I am bleedin' red as a cherry, even green like the Navy
I love Molly, fuck Montana
We may have us a baby or I can whip a couple babies, hey
Bring me two, I whip five bags like the Jacksons
Or I might [?] your ass like the Braxtons
I remember we were standin' on concrete servin’ J’s Asprins
(Remember that?)
'Til we found out grind mode work magic
[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hundred K on froze, I’m in grind mode
Big bank rolls, come from grind mode
Real street code, it's called grind mode
They locked up Moe, had me in crime mode
Let's pretend (What up?)
We got a lot of birds and the jewelry in (Okay, fool)
They wanna get booked by us 'cause they know we win
These n***as gon’ hate on you even though it's a sin (Yeah)
But we gon' win, yeah, we winnin'

[Verse 2: Ola Playa]
We winnin', you on the outside lookin' in
Them n***as ain't your friends (Uh-uh)
They wanna be in the position you in (Ha)
Street sweep them n***as like a dust pan, I ain't playin'
Clean the block, sanitize 'em
Blood bath, baptize 'em (Shh)
Bleed the block, bleed the rock
Turn a square to a rectangle
Jump Criss Angel ('Caine), mathematician
Young magician, do magic
I do numbers, no fumbles
Lex Luger, flex Summer

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hundred K on froze, I'm in grind mode
Big bank rolls, come from grind mode
Real street code, it's called grind mode
They locked up Moe, had me in crime mode
Let's pretend (What up?)
We got a lot of birds and the jewelry in (Okay, fool)
They wanna get booked by us 'cause they know we win
These n***as gon' hate on you even though it's a sin (Yeah)
But we gon' win, yeah, we winnin'
[Verse 3: Ola Playa]
Slime
You can wrap a nickel
You can wrap a chicken
Some n***as rap n***as, some n***as wrap chickens
You can use a stick or a egg beater
I'ma use a stick and a eggbeater (Skrt)

[Verse 4: Young Thug]
Tell 'em all these cakes fake hit em with 'bout eight
Walk up on a pussy (And what?)
Make sure he ain't straight (blatt blatt)
Hop up in my bar (Rrt), crank up that loud engine
Oh, they think I'm trippin' (What?)
Blood gon' think I'm trippin' (Ayy)
Ola Playa ignant
I super charge my engine (Rrr)
I fortune on my image, go broke tryna mimic
This pyrex fuckin' vision (Skrt)
It got me reppin' Bentley
The slime shit in me, I'll have your ass missin'
Hundred Round Semi's
Oh he ain't think this shit was in me? (Huh?)
Catch a fuck n***a brippin' (And what?)
Hit 'em with the the AK-forty-sixes
Or the Mac elevens or the Mac nineties
Lil player slimy, plus I'm fuckin' grimy
[Verse 5: Ola Playa]
Choppers with bananas, stendos with the hammers
And the red bandanas, coke and arm and hammer
Thousand gram man, drop head Phantom (Hey, mane)
Ooh, they stop and stare, ooh, they stop and stare (Swerve)
Walkin' chandelier, plus I'm crystal clear
Engine in the rear

[Outro: Young Thug]
The S is for Slug, the L is for Love
The I is for I, the M is for me
You know the E for everything
You know the E for everything
Got VVS's on my chain, they just swangin'
Ooh, they just swangin'
We ain't doin' nothin but gang bangin' (B's up, C's Down)
We ain't doin' nothin but gang bangin' (Clatt blatt)