Amazin - Young Thug

Sticky kush, sticky kush

Tell me your name

(Wheezy Beats)

Nigga have you ever dreamed?

I was the man and you a thing

One and two

Anytime I get mad, I can goodbye to you

God damn, who the hell let rats in the house?

King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house?

Houston, Texas when I’m on land, I lean back like a couch

I’m not playin', I want it bad, call shots like a spouse

We roll that kushy up, we eat that pussy though

Suck it til you’re throwin' up, my Phantom grey, no hound

I lost a Lear, no bucks, still waitin' on that Bentley truck

Stop playin', lil' bitty boy, you a duck

He ain’t YSL, nigga, he ain’t in the hut

I might stop by and let that little bitch lush

I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus

Little nigga, you know what it was

You know what it is, you know what it does

I’m makin' your old lady shake it

She suckin' too slow, I’m impatient

My diamonds so wet like a basin

Don’t know where to go, I’m amazin'

What’s amazin'?

I don’t know

What’s amazin'?

I don’t know

What’s amazin'?

I don’t know

What’s amazin'?

(Amazing is a grateful thing)

I might accept your apology

I mean you throw L’s up if you ain’t followin'

I am a beast, your life I’ll be swallowin'

And I’ve been drinkin', I need to bottle this

Man I’m so tired of these niggas man

I am so tired of these bitches

I’m so magnificent, studio workin'

I’m wearin' a top like I’m pimpin'

Your bitch want my milk

I’m sittin' at the top lookin' down at these wimps

These hoes just roll me a blunt

And you know that they stuff it, it cannot be imps

I never had cutlass and donks

I based up my bankroll then based out my trunk

I might fuck that lil' bitch in the mornin'

I might put her out and call Tyrone

Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone

I’m big ballin', bitch put me inside the dome

I’m wearin' Maison Margiela (The tight way)

I’m wearin' Maison Margiela (The right way)

I’m wearin' Maison Margiela (The scary sight way)

I’m wearin' Maison Margiela (The goodnight way)

Take some sand to the beach

Party with a couple foreign freaks

Kim K lookin' ho, Yeezy

Florida livin' nigga, Pork N Beans

Yeah, and I’ma ride this bitch tonight

And I just might ride this bitch tonight

Pork N Beans where you at baby?

Pork N Beans where you at baby?

Brown sugar on that bitch

Pull up with a ho and she know I’m ready to

Bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her

I don’t wait up, hold up, let me check my mail

He broke, he servin' his squad with a scale

I make it rain, I hope all is well

I pull off deep like what in the hell?

Ho give all my niggas some bails

Wait I’ma lay down 'fore I’ll tell

Pull up in old school Chevelles

I don’t save pictures, they might get revealed

How many times have I asked are you well?

How many times have I popped a perc pill?

How many homies at home on the bail?

How many times have I told you you shell?

How many meals have I ate until I burp?

Dropping the top on the Mulsanne ain’t no hot top on merchs

Hey I worked so hard to get out that dirt

Hey I was thinking this is not that work