(Intro – Snoop Dogg)
Ay yo nephew
I think it’s time to put some of that real sticky-icky-icky in the motherf**king air
But in a Backwood, ya dig?
(Chorus – Young Thug)
I wanna get high, yeah
Bouta go call my go to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I could break one down with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas, I’m not talking a car
Shawty she bad, f**k round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got brand new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new a$$
(Verse 1 – Young Thug)
Give the password, psych
Bout to drink a whole lot of syrup, aight
But the Bentley coupe missing, the stash on the curb
Watch the city go missing, the young ni**a ran off with lil biddy birds
F**k you talking, bi**h you ran off on em
How these lil handcuffs and you cops can’t cuff me
In the back of the cab, this ho s**king d**k from the front seat
This her aftermath, like I got 50 Cent on me, straight stacks
Trap spot’s like a store
Ni**a got a couple choppers on the floor
Watch that door, watch that door
Watch that door, you gotta watch that door
Watch that door
I roll up two point fives
Happy four twenty, roll up two point fives
Way too stoned, don’t remember these guys
Hold up, so high I’ma risk my life, ain’t even tryna go to these skies
Hold up strollers
I want the whole cut
I make a slut slut
I eat it cold cut
Hair getting longer
Weed getting stronger
Bout to strong arm her
Bout to go and bone girl
She got a cameltoe, I call her Marlboro
I take you from the stars, take you to my world
But she didn’t get a chance to get my number
She missed out on llama, she missed out on me and my mama
(Chorus – Young Thug)
I wanna get high, yeah
Bouta go call my go to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I could break one down with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas, I’m not talking a car
Shawty she bad, f**k round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new a$$
(Verse 2 – Snoop Dogg)
With a lot of old money
Everybody want something from me
Got to keep my hands on the steering wheel
Cause I foot the bill and I shoot to kill
And I slide around in that Snoop DeVille
And my gas tank is on full
Stack goods, them Backwoods
We cock back and we pull
Bubblegum, cookies, OG, and KK
We like Craig and Dae Dae, who gives a f**k what they say?
I be out here getting it, gotta get it cause I got it on
I’m the same ni**a that you bi**h ni**as plotted on
It ain’t as easy as I make it look
See what I’m saying, I ain’t playing, ni**a take a look
We on that G s**t, ni**a we lit, and I’m seasick for real
Thugger Thug, what it does, let’s get this mother**king money cuz
I mean that new money, that blue money with new faces
Them new cases and new bases and new aces
Florida anapolis, ain’t no stopping us
Power preaches patience
Balling in two places
Exchanges, smoke faces
(Verse 3 – Lil Durk)
Count this money on a PJ in my PJs
Going fast, get in tussles on the E-way
Smoking on that OG
I fell on my AP, got me a Rollie
I got a bad bi**h and I call her dopey
And her head dope
And she s**k me off the perky, keep her hands off
I don’t f**k with vapors but I’m high
I got a bad bi**h, I know she
(Chorus – Young Thug)
I wanna get high, yeah
Bouta go call my go to guy, yeah
Got no Backwoods, fly yeah
I could break one down with my supplies, yeah
Roll up some gas, I’m not talking a car
Shawty she bad, f**k round take her to the stars
Brand new dash, I got new cash
Brand new chick, got her brand new a$$
(Outro – Snoop Dogg)
See man, a lot of you ni**as think you can smoke with us
But umm
This s**t is a marathon man
This ain’t no motherf**king umm, hundred yard dash
Man step back
You ain’t in our league
Thugger Thug, Doggy Dog
Nephew we on
We out
