[Intro]

Supa, aha

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign car

Niggas can't see me

If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery

Crazy presi' beze's on a motherfuckin' Rollie

You rogue-ish, you poor, yes, I fuck 'round and roll

I'm gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door

Slam the door on a Aventador

Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up

Now it look like cockroach

Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the forty-four

Hopscotch with his thot, thot

I'ma fuck her at my mother' spot

[Verse 1: Strick]

Started chasin' the check, turned the bank into a nest

Cuban link around my neck takin' a bird bath

Cartier bracelet got pointers and a Audemar to match

If they talkin' 'bout my game, they speakin' all cash

New Bent', paper tag

I can see they envy and mad

I done fucked around and got in my bag (My bag)

I done stayed down and got me a bag (Bag)

No calculator, still doin' math

Gotta add up and tear me a tag

Rockstar, showed up with them bands

I just jumped off a jet to a Sprinter (Yeah, yeah)

I got Brazilians makin' me dinner

Took a loss and it made me a winner

Wearin' Moncler, it ain't even winter

Add the wind, got the clouds in the ceilin'

Add the money up, subtract the feelin'

They say, "Slatt," when we walk in the buildin'

I can't save her if she goin' with the fishes

Copped some new guns to switch up my mission

Slime shit, I ran up the digits

Count it with no intermission

Her best friend done gave me the gushy

I mixed it with Sherbet and Cookie

Yeah, off the top, roll with a groupie

Have a ménage when I land, ah

Today I did Dior and Gucci

Yeah, my Off-White was lookin' like dandruff

Three white bitches, I'm a clansmen

Kendra, Khloe and Karan

Came out the gutter, I made it, yeah

Wall Street money like Madoff

Yeah, aha, all that hatin' ain't phase us

Laugh to bank like Faizon

Still ain't takin' no days off

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign car

Niggas can't see me

If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery

Crazy presi' beze's on a motherfuckin' Rollie

You rogue-ish, you poor, yes, I fuck 'round and roll

I'm gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door

Slam the door on a Aventador

Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up

Now it look like cockroach

Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the forty-four

Hopscotch with his thot, thot

I'ma fuck her at my mother' spot

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

Oxycotin, she feel it in her test tubes (Woo)

Money (Money), callin' (Slatt)

I'ma answer my phone like, "What it do?" (Hey)

I keep a quarter pound or two

Big Balencies, yeah, that's what the money do (Let's go)

She swear to God that she love me (Yeah, yeah)

I was just pourin' out the bubbly (Pour it up)

I was fillin' up drinks with this muddy (Fill it)

Draco with me, it ain't 'bout my money (Woo)

Dr. Dre, Eminem, we go and gift M&M's

My house a exhibit, it's dim

I was rockin' some Off-White black Timb's (Let's go)

[Chorus: Young Thug]

Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign car

Niggas can't see me

If I pop another X pill, I'll be out my misery

Crazy presi' beze's on a motherfuckin' Rollie

You rogue-ish, you poor, yes, I fuck 'round and roll

I'm gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door

Slam the door on a Aventador

Lit it up, lit it up, lit it up, lit it up

Now it look like cockroach

Hop out with a Patek on my wrist and keep the fourty-four

Hopscotch with his thot, thot

I'ma fuck her at my mother' spot

[Outro: Young Thug]

Two-door, double R, ridin' in the foreign car

Niggas can't see me

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Crazy presi' beze's on a motherfuckin' Rollie

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

I'm gon' slam the door, slam the door, slam the door, slam the door

Slam the door on a Aventador

Woah, woah, woah

Hop out with a Patek on my wrist that keep the forty-four

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, wish