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[Intro: Young Thug] Young Thug, Future, Problem Young Thug, Future, Problem Ey man I just went to the ice bar and got me a pair of mothafucking uh... Ten thousand on the bracelets for my ears [Hook: Young Thug] California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty California Rari like the president California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty California Rari like the president California Rari like the president California Rari like the president California Rari my new president California Rari new president California Rari pullin up on lil' shawty [Verse 1: Young Thug] Where is my money? Pullin up gunnin Automatic tommies, stomaches I don't mash out wit' nothing, 45' holds 11 I got birds and they nestin (Gurrr) SongtexteSlime like reverend, (?) I'm goin' in-, fluence If she don't got class, that's truancy My VV's are yellow, like Urine I smoke me a blunt to the head, then bed, keep that Ridin' lil bitch like a bike, better yet pegs Ever since I got my ice from yeti, I been leavin' em dead Carrots on this niggas wrist and his ears and I got the big head I don't give no fuck 'bout you little bitches, feel like you're dead Bought me a coupe and I pulled the roof and I pulled off and I sped [Hook] [Verse 2: Future] To close to the money, my ice in the gutter Fuck the fellony, I beat the charges See me in a truck its Maserati, all my passion is reachin' the masses All this cash is right under my matress I go smashin' all over the atlas, I go splashin right up with the action All these bullets wrapped up in some plastic 30 shots on (?) All my mans are straight up and savage and shit Sleep on fendi, i play with the badest Easy money, these cars and these hoes and lights they be flashing It's causing the madness Come straight to my crib with no panties She tryna be down with a bandage For these bands Ima take full advantage When i up, i whip panoramic Fuck the (?), just pass me a xanax You just left me alone and abandoned Shoulda known i was causing some damage Al Capone i jump right in a Phantom Had your mama on crack cause of service Im just living my life with a burden, i hop in a (?) and i'm closing the curtain (?) look right in your eyes and you down in your soul i can tell that you hurting You want the (?) you want soft you want hard you want kush you want molly thats perfect Ricky-Ricky-Ricky James Got a vicky made of change Started grinding harder than i ever did before and then i got the fame [Hook] [Verse 3: Problem] What? Aus Songtexte Mania