Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Thug
Young Thug
Vocals
Duke
Duke
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
Martinez Arnold
Martinez Arnold
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]
Thugger
Hey, I roll me one, smoke to the face
I roll me one, smoke to the face
Roll up a blunt and I'ma face it
King slime, hey
[Verse 2]
They politicking 'bout these cases
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it
Hey, troublemaker, man
I've been shooting out with my neighbors, yeah
My lil' **** tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah
Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and I don't play with that
She been sucking dick way before a **** made it, yeah
[Verse 3]
Pass me the motherfucking lighter
Lil' mama overseas, I'ma Skype her
**** checking out the squad, tryna bite us
But my hand is way different, got the Midas
Hey, do a dream with me, hey, do some things with me
Bae, drink your lean with me, Bae, fall asleep with me
They fall asleep, we drive
Jeopardize your life or mines
Let me fuck one more time and I'll help you write your rhymes
[Verse 4]
It's extremely fake
They politicking 'bout these cases
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it
Hey, troublemaker, man
I've been shooting out with my neighbors, yeah
My lil' **** tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah
Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and I don't play with that
She been sucking dick way before a **** made it, yeah
[Verse 5]
Bad, bad, bad
Player, player, player
I'll pop at your man, man, man
I'll do what I can, know what I'm saying?
[Verse 6]
Guess I'm geeked up like an astronaut, I'm off the Earth
I'm way in the moon, kicking shit without a broom
My mama can't lose
I'ma keep her in a fresh car and I'ma put on them shoes
I'ma keep her so froze up, yeah, I'ma keep her in some jewels
I'ma go 'head and nut in my bitch, I'ma gon' and give her juice
She did two time now, I done told her that was rude
They don't wanna see you win, nah, they want you always to lose
They gon' always want you be stuck with them
They'll never wish you good luck with them
And they'll never wish bad luck neither
And I don't know what the fuck to think either
Got a foreign car like a white beetle, acting like she like people
Knowing they don't give two fucks if they're still here, they'll leave her
[Verse 7]
This politician is so fake
They politicking 'bout these cases
I told her roll me up a blunt and I'ma face it
Hey, troublemaker, man
I've been shooting out with my neighbors, yeah
My lil' **** been tryna trap it out in the vacant, yeah
Patek Philippe, they got my wrist and I don't play with that
She been sucking dick way before a **** made it, yeah
[Verse 8]
Got off my ass and I got tired of waiting
Mama said, you gonna make it, you gotta be patient
Came out the hood, trap out the stove where they bake it
Now we flying different places, fucking bitches, all different races
I did this shit that they thought I wouldn't do and I made it
I was so down, man, it's so fucked up, couldn't make over eighty
I lost some friends, that was so fucked up and I know that they hate me
Thugger, he gave me a chance and I had to take it
Used to chop on the block with the three eighty
Now when I pull up they gotta pass me
I came from nothing more than the 80's
These **** actors, like Patrick Swayze
I gotta get it, I can't be lazy
Didn't have a dime so my mama raised me
Ran up a sack with Thugger, baby
Man, this shit's so amazing
[Verse 9]
Patek Philippe
Cost a hundred bands, man
Clip, messing on it
Then I went to see Elliott and iced that motherfucker out, you dig?
That's on Big Duck, that's on all six, know what I'm saying?
I got like a hundred seventy, hundred eighty thousand dollar watch, bro
And it grow up, uh, gleam, green at night
And when the sun hit it on the plane
You understand what I'm saying?
Yeah, I used to do this shit to maintain
Till my, till I started using fourteen percent of my brain
And that left me with five stars worth of stain, you dig?
Thugger
Written by: Eduardo Burgess, Jeffrey Williams, Jonathan de la Rosa, Martinez Arnold
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