Young Thug - The Rap Monument lyrics
rate meNow I’ve been run since I was lil like rapping hood
They be hatin’ on me cu’ am I on (?) cause
They gonna hate on her when she’ll coming on Michal curse
Meanwhile your bitch is wak, gripping his all
I want you, she want that grabbing from my tunes
I turn it, bust since the square, they can runnin’, runnin’
She know she can help it cuz she love my wallet
She wanna buy so much and chilling
She see on several country balls from the villin’
I gotta stand her, no she want no body on to eat from here
She beat like oh for them diggets (?) cut my ready fine to get
She ride 3 D with Malley in the middle
But making toms since I own my G
Ain’t got no head print on my toes
Ooh y’all will see
Ten thousand dollars touring
Feature by A, feting the time out
Baby love give me so good, I’ll be like time out
They wanna ... me til I tell ‘em all the time out
And now she starching it ain’t coached it’s just time out
And I got no change and I’ve been telling ‘em, telling ‘em, telling ‘em, telling ‘em
Telling ‘em, telling ‘em, telling ‘em, telling ‘em
Telling ‘em, telling ‘em, telling ‘em, telling ‘em
I pass and leave me by those 3, I call ‘em Richie Miller
She roll my weed in giant garf, it’s tired out jilling
I want you, baby you terrifying me, you know I wanna
She no response, she got it all (?) and none will got ‘em
Struggle getting higher London
Pinches walking round, they get no pajamas
Lil homies run, don’t polite some lumber
But now, I’mma put you like (?) since your mother
Been pop a penny cuz she feel just how I feel
We growing wings together
Everything perfect bout her, can’t get my team together
I turn her up and then we shit all our films together
J and Malcom Montana, one ball and I got stumble
I’m kicking and having it like Hannah Montana
I barrel these hoers like Santa store
I kill everyone in my features
I spend all my money on divas
My pocket is all on beat just
Just like a beeper