Young Thug - Make A Lot lyrics

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(Prod. By Metro Boomin)

(Hook x10)

I make a lotta money

(Bridge)

I make a whole lotta money

I blow a whole lotta paper

We fit each otha right like a blazer

(Verse)

We argue, we fight, and we fuss

And we fuck and we mugging each otha

I eat it, I lick it! I treat it, I don't want to leave it defeated

Come on and fuck on me

Run from me, book on me, yeah

Put luck on me, pull up on me

Feel ups on me, suck gifts on me

Fuck is you hatin' for?

I am so different, come have a tour

I caught him disturbing the peace

And I left him extinct like a dinosaur

Drowning in mud like a motherfucking rhinoceros

I didn't think that she was a freak but she kind of was

Yeah she was a freaky lil bitch

I didn't get a chance to even eat that lil bitch

Do you mind if I creep that lil bitch

I'm gone, when I fuck a bitch, I'm straight out of the trenches

Do you mind if I need that lil bitch?

Do you mind if I feed her to the click?

If you mind I don't eva want to be rich

And I'ma rip that money up wit my clique like a pick, yeah

(Bridge)

(Hook x10)

(Verse 2)

Racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks on racks

Hit it from the back and I can't see nothing like a cataract

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Standing back, looking like I'm bamming it

Smoking packs lookin' at yo runnin' mouth

I'm admiring, looking at your humble ass

Come in, baby, that's my mama, baby

My heart racing and I'm so impatient

Come at you and let me speed race it

Cook that dope up, but no Easy Baker

Aye, I swear to God I won't live for facts biddie cakin'

I was too busy buying acres

That's my bitch, nigga that's my bitch

She can neva come fuck you if she's my bitch

Old VVS' I go Mitch

And I swear you gon' get hit if it's a hit

Bitch I've been the boss of eva since

All my fucking cups dirty like a dick

I'm in beast mode like Marshawn Lynch

And if it don't make dollas then it don't make sense

But me? I swear

(Hook x10)

(Bridge)