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[Intro: Young

SEX
What's up, nigga? happenin'?
Uh, ayy

Yee

[Chorus: Hoodrich Juan & Young Thug]
All my yellin' slatt, all my bitches, they get slimy (Woo, woo, woo)
Get the bag, got too many racks, we put on fake diamonds (Let's go, let's go)
We'll run off that pack, do it again if you remind me (Let's go)
All my bitch's ass fat, she let me hit it from her (Okay)
Told 'em not to hit me 'til a nigga really down bad
Told his bitch about these racks, I'm not any time soon
bad bitches out the mud, bitch, I might be a slime
I got behind the rose gold diamonds and I shine (Yeah, yeah)

1: Young Thug]
I got in the picnic, I was thinkin' 'bout sharin' these riches
I got bitches on bitches on bitches, thinkin' 'bout puttin' 'em all in my
I gotta see what I'm spendin', I gotta keep a dime me (Woo)
I got some like it's Christmas, I'm strapped up with big definition
Hop out the racks, I got a million bitches
Spend time with, with these racks, all my litty
I got big baguettes, baby, babe,
Uh, Treyway, (Woo)

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Thug]
All my niggas slatt, all my bitches, they get slimy (Woo, woo, woo)
Get the bag, got too many racks, we don't put on fake (Let's go, let's go)
We'll run off that pack, do it again if you remind me (Let's go)
All my bitch's ass fat, she let me hit it from her (Okay)
Told 'em not to hit me back 'til a really down bad
Told his bitch about these racks, I'm not any time soon
bad bitches out the mud, bitch, I might be a slime
I got porcelains behind the rose gold diamonds and I (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Pablo Juan]
Walk in yellin' slatt, we got MONY POWR
See us in the Hellcat, yellin' Free my Yak
Bleveland Ave where we at, she that dick, it gon' make you wet
She a lil' for the bust down Patek, soon as it touch down, I bust down the pack
Slime nigga, your nose, broke boy be sloppy joe
Clutch on the stick, knock at your door, I like her, she a lil' freak, she a ho
Can't wife it, you know I'm in love with my dough, I know how to aim with the ninja scope
I gotta pull up with that Draco, go loco, find out where the opps live and a kickdoor
to the trap, we got numbers like limbo, all of my bitches get slimy
Don't tweet for no nigga, we catch him, he dyin', a million diamonds and all of them
I got me a check, I done ran up them digits, cap ass nigga, you a fitted
Laurent hoodie, bitch is tryna get in my business (Bitch)

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Thug]
All my yellin' slatt, all my bitches, they get slimy (Woo, woo, woo)
Get the bag, got too many racks, we don't put on fake diamonds (Let's go, go)
We'll run off with that pack, do it if you remind me (Let's go)
All my ass fat, she let me hit it from behind her (Okay)
Told 'em not to hit me back 'til a really down bad
Told his about these racks, I'm not spendin' any time soon
bad bitches out the mud, bitch, I might be a slime
I got porcelains behind the rose gold and I shine (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Thug]
All my niggas yellin' (Aw, woo)
All my bitches, they get (Woo, woo, woo)
We'll run off that pack
Do it again if you me (Yeah)