(Chorus – Young Thug)
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands
Dropped on the head of any ni**a that want it man
Pop me a Xanny I’m fast
I’m so fast, I’m so faster than Sonic man
True the man, true the man, true to my ni**a
True religion, Buddha man
My money stack tall like Ludacris afro
And I swear I’ma shoot with that
I just hit for 9 birds, what I’ma do with that?
Pull up on the curb, then you hop out and be through with that
I’m so fresh like dish detergent
If you not fresh she so through with that
If you are a nerd, everything here you not cool with that
(Verse 1 – Young Thug)
Yes you not cool, no you not bool
I don’t give no damn I’m not calling you boo
My b**ch she a jewel
You can’t prove a point, boy you know you so doomed
You know you so doomed
I swear I’m so lost with no clue
Don’t know what to do
Over load, over load I over load on these ni**as
Ain’t know how to milk these cows
She made that d**k grow now it’s big like a tower
Yaow, front pockets filled up with bands, no bible
(Repeat Chorus)
(Verse 2 – MPA Duke)
Pull up, hop out on the block, they tuck in they tail
I go who the clan?
Dressed in all black
I’m always on the road, just like a uber man
We wrapping and sending them packs
Soon as they land we moving em
Blame it on the OG’s, they influenced me on everything
Count money ni**a, I ain’t just made money, ni**a
I put lipstick on the rari, she say that’s delicious
Who that is in that Crown Vic, he look suspicious shhh
I just jugged 100 pounds, I made a
(Repeat Chorus)
