Young Thug, Young Thug, Young Thug, Young Thug Young Metro, don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you Young Thug, Young Thug Smoked a lot, got a permanent cough Poppin' them pills again Used to think you was my dog Now you're not my friend Turned myself into a boss I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro goin' in Everything hit All my songs hit All my chains hit I look like a lick Everything hit Ditch me, you get hit Southside got the stick Everything hit My shooter gave me a promise He said he won't miss I'm rich, I'm just being honest Look at my wrist You ain't shit, you ain't pissed 20K and shit Spend that on my bitch Roll up, I smoke by the zip Got gorillas that juggle with me Snakes and bees on my feet Bought a wrench cause I don't want a Jeep Fuckin' your bitch for a week I fuck your bitch right where you sleep Leavin' my nut in your sheets Molly turned me to a beast Workin' four days, no sleep Smoked a lot, got a permanent cough Poppin' them pills again Used to think you was my dog Now you're not my friend Turned myself into a boss I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro goin' in Everything hit All my songs hit All my chains hit I look like a lick Everything hit Ditch me, you get hit Southside got the stick Everything hit Water my wrist Codeine when I piss Got pills in my shit Don't think I could quit Take your Xanny to sleep Wake up and I sip There's a girl in my bed And I don't know the bitch I'm sippin' juice, I make the yellow fan a orange I was stuck inside my house and now I'm torn I couldn't do it, had to get it Life got boring And now my clothes might whip And all my bitches foreign Smoked a lot, got a permanent cough Poppin' them pills again Used to think you was my dog Now you're not my friend Turned myself into a boss I was born to win Still know how to handle a loss Me and Metro goin' in Everything hit All my songs hit All my chains hit I look like a lick Everything hit Ditch me, you get hit Southside got the stick Everything hit I'm sippin' juice, I make the yellow fan a orange I was stuck inside my house and now I'm torn I couldn't do it, had to get it Life got boring And now my clothes might whip And all my bitches foreign