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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Billboard Hitmakers
Billboard Hitmakers
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eduardo Burgess
Eduardo Burgess
Songwriter
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Songwriter
Jonathan de la Rosa
Jonathan de la Rosa
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeffrey Williams
Jeffrey Williams
Executive Producer
Joe LaPorta
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Alexander Tumay
Alexander Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Billboard Hitmakers
Billboard Hitmakers
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Mafia
Yeah, AP gang, bitch, know what I'm sayin'?
Level up, yeah
AP gang
[Verse 2]
Catch 'em down bad
Beat 'em with a bat, hashtag that
I call it New Jack, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I got a blue Jag, yeah
I make that cash talk, ****
I got a new house
You wanna get in, need a passcode, ****
Two twenty five on the dashboard, ****
[Verse 3]
Stack it up and then you get that foreign, ****
Step it up and take care of your daughter, ****
Stack it up and take care of your son, ****
Step it up and take care of that money
[Verse 4]
You knew I ran it all up by myself
And now your bitch is drinking cum, ****
My diamonds yellow like a corn, ****
Double R at the prom, ****
[Verse 5]
Got some hitters, all of 'em my cuz, ****
Girl, I know you love it
Love me
I know, I know, I know you love me
You love me
Hey
[Verse 6]
Bentley wheelin', ****, bear killer, ****, back it up
Bands kill a **** fast, will a **** back it up?
Ape shit ****, Godzilla, ****, act up
Go apeshit, go Godzilla, bae, back it up
[Verse 7]
I just wanna have sex
I just wanna have a baby out you, girl
I just wanna go brazy about you, girl
Don't make a **** act crazy, oh-ooh, girl
'Cause you know I will
And I'm on a perky pill
[Verse 8]
This shit can get ugly for you
I'll pull up and bust your mama
I'll pull up and bust your brother
I aim at your fuckin' family
I aim at your whole clique
I aim at your motherfuckin' mama
I aim at your fuckin' dad
[Verse 9]
I aim at your daughter and son, ****
I'm aiming at everything
I aim at the baby
I got the devil inside of me
Got the devil inside of me
God tryna provide me
God tryna decide
Do he wanna leave me or sign me?
[Verse 10]
Um, okay, I know you're frustrated 'bout a ****
And everything I take you through
I know I did a lot of sins
And I hope you still let me make it through
[Verse 11]
Just 'cause I got me a spot in LA
That don't mean I'ma change the crew
My bitch tryin' to figure out
How she can tell me to chill without changing you
[Verse 12]
Fuck it, I'm changing up on 'em
But my fans, not changing on 'em
Makin' a band, I'm singin' on 'em
Whip out that bag, syringin' on 'em
Hey, hey, we lock that bitch out without no passcode
I bought her some of those
Damn, she already had 'em though
[Verse 13]
Bentley wheelin', ****, bear killer, ****, back it up
Bands kill a **** fast, will a **** back it up?
Ape shit ****, Godzilla, ****, act up
Go apeshit, go Godzilla, bae, back it up
[Verse 14]
I just wanna have sex
I just wanna have a baby out you, girl
I just wanna go brazy about you, girl
Don't make a **** act crazy, oh-ooh, girl
'Cause you know I will
And I'm on a perky pill
Written by: Eduardo Burgess, Jeffrey Williams, Jonathan de la Rosa
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