Young Thug - The Rap Monument lyrics

rate me

Now 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