THUGBABY (feat. Gunna)

R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak

Shorty eating salad like parsley

Put da Benz on your man watch the car shake

In the Louis V bag should be more cake

Bitch, I be the **** that they all hate

I ain't ever finna listen what they all say

Count up big bread in Broadway

Said, I don't regret them hard days

Essential, gotta keep a Ruger on hip, ****, essential

I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental

Fuckin' with me 'cause really she think I be the answer

Wish a **** would, rolled em up in a pencil

Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio

**** leavin' nun ain't no evidential

Run the bag on 'em like, oh, I'ma tax 'em

Oh, I'ma tax 'em

Yeah

**** left home gotta gold Patek

Fucked the bitch once and I ain't call her back

Way too rich, I'm hard to catch

Silly bitch sent me a horrible text

Wondering I don't wanna argue it

Literally ain't use to wearing heart in it

A lot of these rappers be starting crap

**** did some drugs can't watch me

I took a hit still can't stop me

But usually cut the tax on Roxi

Ain't gang but I call em my posse

These pussies should be riding in a car seat

I'm running in her pussy like broccoli

Bitch lying got a **** so salty

This cash got me fucking on barbies

Wanna adore me, ho, how I know it ain't nun free

**** tried to screw like Bun B

Road to the riches, ain't nun sweet

The road to the riches, ain't nun sweet

The rocks coming in got love seats

The WAP gotta double cup money

R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak

Shorty eating salad like parsley

Put da Benz on your man watch the car shake

In the Louis V bag should be more cake

Bitch, I be the **** that they all hate

I ain't ever finna listen what they all say

Count up big bread in Broadway

Said, I don't regret them hard days

Essential, gotta keep a Ruger on hip, ****, essential

I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental

Fuckin' with me 'cause really she think I be the answer

Wish a **** would, rolled 'em up in a pencil

Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio

**** leavin' nun, ain't no evidential

Run the bag on 'em like, oh, I'ma tax 'em

Oh, I'ma tax 'em

Gotta bad bitch, she act hella goofy though

I don't bring her around me, she talk a lot

That my ****, he know he don't act like a ho

Know that I'm blowing up first and **** not

And I know that they plottin' I keep a Glock

R.I.P. **** that walked in the cross fire

Always back out the pole on a red light

Shorty askin' if a **** paranoid no, whoa

Moonwalkin' at sixteen, diamonds hittin', 'bout to toosie slide while **** fuckin' your ho

Told 'em **** don't text me, ****, I be rollin off exotic, finna get me out my zone

My momma say she miss me, told her I be trappin', she be laughin', bitches crying on her phone

We gonna prove when that fuck **** step up

Bae, don't judge me I smoke lotta pressure

I be high as fuck, no **** liking us, your bitch just booked up the telly inviting us

And that's probably why that fuck **** mad

Know he better stay in his bag

In this quarantine season

Trappin' for the weekend

Now he's hittin', make a **** start to blinking

Get to bustin' if these **** start to thinking

Know that they watching

R.I.P. the pussy then heartbreak

Shorty eating salad like parsley

Put da Benz on your man watch the car shake

In the Louis V bag should be more cake

Bitch, I be the **** that they all hate

I ain't ever finna listen what they all say

Count up big bread in Broadway

Said, I don't regret them hard days

Essential, gotta keep a Ruger on hip, ****, essential

I just fucked a cougar in the backseat of a rental

Fuckin' with me 'cause really she think I be the answer

Wish a **** would, rolled 'em up in a pencil

Two Dracos, get 'em gone, no silencio

**** leavin' nun, ain't no evidential

Run the bag on 'em like, oh, I'ma tax 'em

Oh, I'ma tax 'em