[Intro: Young Thug]
(Makers)
I'll pull up on 'em, pull up
Yeah
Shit, I'll get it, no cap
(Run that back, Turbo)
SEX

[Chorus: Young Thug & Chris Brown, Young Thug, Chris Brown]
My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)
I don't know what a n***a told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told)
I be draped in Margielas
And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)
If a n***a can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)
'Cause a n***a was travelin' (No cap)
Had to put all my young n***as on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day
'Cause these n***as been trippin' (Both us got 'em, fool)
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I triple up, pour my cup and it's all 'Tussin
My coupe got nitro and all dustin' (Yeah)
We smokin' these n***as like kush
Yeah, when we fuck on these hoes, make 'em gush (Woo)
Pop out the Bentley Mulsanne, head to Tootsies
I fuck on your ho and she say that my pussy
I wet paper napkin, I'm wipin' my dick off
This Actavis slushin', my ho drink that Cristal
She wrapped in saran, dressed fresh as she can
'Cause I just been playin' with these bands (Racks)
I open my hand, there's nothin' but bands
Now YSL big as Japan (On God)
I head dropped in the Lam', ducked fast as I can
'Cause I was gettin' trailed by a van (Skrrt)
I'm poppin', my mama, my bitch
And even my baby mama whip a sedan (Woo)
I just spent some bands, spent five hundred grand
I'm waitin' on these bags to land (Racks)
I'm cool as a fan, you play with my man
And we come and takin' your land
I took YSL from here to the can
And it got n***as waitin' to land (Slatt)
I told all my n***as, "Sit back, it's a scam"
When these n***as go on a rant
[Chorus: Young Thug & Chris Brown, Young Thug, Chris Brown]
My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)
I don't know what a n***a told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told)
I be draped in Margielas
And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)
If a n***a can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)
'Cause a n***a was travelin' (No cap)
Had to put all my young n***as on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day
'Cause these n***as been trippin'

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Spent a whole hunnid racks on the plain Jane
That's a cool pretty penny, you lil' bitty bitches
Know me by my first and my last name
I done went got the riches, I'm out your division
I'm fuckin' these hoes in the backstage
No, I don't do no kisses
She know I just tip her and send her on home like a Backpage
I been playin' with this ice, look like Ice Age
I just got me a rose gold chain, it remind me of Moët
Got the Louis V shirt and belt and chain, should've seen how I wore it (Yeah, yeah)
I call the slimes that'll pull up with the things that'll kill all the noise
After U.S., now I'm headed out to Spain, I got foreign lil' whores
That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit in my kidney
I got lil' shawty inside a Mulsanne, she don't know it's a Bentley (No, no)
She asked me for a lil' help on her back end and you know that I did it
Found the old check and I went to go cash it, lotta money we gettin'
[Chorus: Young Thug & Chris Brown, Young Thug, Chris Brown]
My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (Shh)
I don't know what a n***a told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Should've told)
I be draped in Margielas
And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)
If a n***a can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Why?)
'Cause a n***a was travelin' (No cap)
Had to put all my young n***as on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing (No jewelry)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day
'Cause these n***as been trippin' (Both us got 'em, fool)

[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
I ordered two more two-tones
Callin' my plug on two phones
Lambos, six-fours, got it offset, it's sittin' low
My shit stainless, don't put your fingers on it
No, these ain't no finger waves, bitch, this ain't Tony! Toni! Toné!
I feel like Kurt Cobain, hit the brain with the shotgun
Yeah, my n***as do it for me, I never shot one
And watch her get on her knees, give me that rug burn
I told her I got five on me, send me the wire (Ooh)

[Chorus: Young Thug & Chris Brown, Young Thug, Chris Brown]
My lil' shawty had bumped her head
And I steady been whippin' her (Yeah, SEX)
If I roll up the Maybach windows
We don't care 'bout the listeners (No, shh)
I don't know what a n***a told you
But he should've told you I'm killin' him (Killin' him, should've told)
I be draped in Margielas (Ooh-ooh)
And I don't need credentials (Don't need 'em, don't need credentials, baby)
If a n***a can't put that shit on (What?)
Gotta get off the premises (Beat it, girl, just gotta go)
I just came from the crack of the dawn (Oh)
'Cause a n***a was travelin' (No cap, we ain't cappin')
Had to put all my young n***as on
Ain't no jewelry we sharing (Ooh, yeah, no jewelry)
Had to rock the two-tones on the same day (Ooh, yeah)
'Cause these n***as been trippin' (Ooh, yeah, both us got 'em, fool)

[Outro: Gunna]
That biscotti, I smoke it like a train, smell that shit on my pores
This my lil' shawty first time inside the Lam', she can't open the doors
I do not fuck with you disloyal n***as, thought the world could be yours
Cross out the double and hit him with a triple, it ain't no other choice