Information
Album Name
Young Martha
Artist
Young Thug, Carnage
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2017.09.23
Release Agency
워너뮤직
Original

Liger - Young Thug, Carnage
I wet 'em up and then it rain
their blood it rinsed off
Thugger
Carnage what it do nigga
Let's turn up
I tell the bitch so
that's my kinfolk
We got the bricks
I got the bitches
for the upper load
We wet 'em up and then it rain
their blood it rinsed off
Lil' mama foreign and exotic
suck my skin off
I bought a Rollie
but I coulda bought a Viper ayy
Everybody got tigers
so I wanna go get a liger ayy
I'm so different
from these niggas
I won't be like 'em
swear to God ayy
Uh I bought a Bentley
then I went
and chopped the top off
I got a bad bitch inside
and I'm gettin' topped off
I got a foreign 'Rari
then I cut the top off
I put these pebbles in the meat
and knock the taco off
A pussy nigga better stop
playin' with Slime boss
You pussy niggas fuck around
have me behind the wall
I swear to God
I can't wait to go
with my fuckin' bros
I know he miss me
and I miss him
and that's worth the long
I got some big guns pointed
at it on
Louis V armor fatigue
but it's camo though
get it ayy
She smokin' loud like a high note
I just wanna put my D
on your cameltoe let's do it
I know they told you don't play
with these fuckin' folks
ayy ayy ayy ayy
You gon' end up
in somebody mothafuckin' moat
Blue diamonds
water like South Beach
oh yeah you can pour
Oh yeah I'm rich oh
I don't gotta vote fuck you
I tell the bitch so
that's my kinfolk
We got the bricks
I got the bitches
for the upper load
We wet 'em up
and then it rain
their blood it rinsed off
Lil' mama foreign and exotic
suck my skin off
I bought a Rollie
but I coulda bought a Viper ayy
Everybody got tigers
so I wanna go get a liger ayy
I'm so different
from these niggas
I won't be like 'em
fuck 'em all ayy
swear to God nigga
Thugger
Cash talk baby
I want acres all in Vegas
I got bitches wanna fuck me all
around the equator
I'm global bitch I'm global
yeah I am not your neighbor
No longer yeah all my cribs
sit on hundreds of acres
Bitch I promise swear to God
on my mom on my daughters
On my son on my mothafuckin' gun
If I'm lyin' make it jam while
I'm tryna fuckin' blam
Old bitch hi there ma'am
suck me loose in Guwop's Lamb'
Suck my top off yeah
Bitch I'm rich this ain't luck
Bitch I'm climbin'
why you stuck
Bitch I'm yammin' in your guts
Uncle Sam mothafuck him
I ain't payin' him nigga what
Yeah I got right with God
I know he gon' keep me up
I tell the bitch so
that's my kinfolk
We got the bricks
I got the bitches
for the upper load
We wet 'em up and then it rain
their blood it rinsed off
Lil' mama foreign and exotic
suck my skin off
I bought a Rollie
but I coulda bought a Viper ayy
Everybody got tigers
so I wanna go get a liger ayy
I'm so different
from these niggas
I won't be like 'em
fuck 'em all ayy
swear to God nigga
Thugger

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