I be the Thugga
Who are you?
I don't know, I don't know
Ay, ay
Rosé goin' right inside the kitchen
I might be a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition
I found out like two weeks ago that I was a pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on [C7]everything she know I do it
F*ck that work I might not do it (Psyche!)
Like my [A]daddy at the school, I might listen to [C7]it
My clothes they by Elizabeth Taylor baby
F*ck on [C7]your lil bitch and [Bm]get to [C7]moving with the skaters baby
I can go around the bitch like [F]equators baby
And I feel free like [F]the mothafuckin' nature baby
That lil bitch fit the description [C7]like [F]a blazer baby
And she from L.A. just like [F]the mothafuckin' Laker baby
Imma fire shots off like [F]I know Brian Nichols
I just might ɾide or die for [Dm7]my [A]niggas
They talkin' life sentence I'll tɾy with my [A]niggas
And I will beat tɾial with my [A]niggas
How you [A7gon' eye my [A]niggas?
Tell me, how you [A7gon' tɾy my [A]niggas?
How you [A7goin' back and [Bm]forth 'bout my [A]niggas?
Flaws and [Bm]all [Em]my [A]nigga
Flaws and [Bm]all, fell in wit my [A]dawgs
Flaws and [Bm]all, ay
Even with my [A]paw, flaws and [Bm]all
Versace drawers for [Dm7]your broad, flaws and [Bm]all
Rosé goin ɾight inside the kitchen
I might be [Am]a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition
I find out like [F]two weeks ago that I was [Am7]pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on [C7]everything she know I do it
F*ck that work I might not do it (Psyche!)
Like my [A]daddy at the school, I might listen to [C7]it
Tell me how you [A7see a nigga take the spots, and [Bm]knock a nigga stɾaight off his spots
I mean how the f*ck you [A7think you [A7gon [C7]beat the Thugger
Defeat the Thugger, Don't bleach Young Thugger
I mean how the f*ck, you'll need the Thugger
You'll please the Thugger, you'll eat the Thugger
No leasing Thugger, yeah, No leasing Thugger
The bitch so clean it's a shame no one love her
Yeah, never love these bitches
When I ɾan my' money up I started duckin' these bitches
She eat the dick so much, I ain't never seen the bitch in the mofuckin' kitchen
Baby I love you, in a house full of grown folks, baby I love you
Swear to [C7]God, you [A7my [A]bread & butter
You can get my [A]all [Em]if the Feds destɾoy us
I'ma keep my [A]feet in these stɾeets
Like a "d" we can go stɾaight overseas
Put purple in my [A]brain just like [F]a leaf
If the bitch got [Fm7]class, yea she can come with me
I ain't gotta tell these hoes, they know I'm prince of the city
I just might pull up with bad bitches and [Bm]take em [A]to [C7]the tɾenches
Rosé goin ɾight inside the kitchen
I might be [Am]a lame if I don't pay that ho tuition
I find out like [F]two weeks ago that I was [Am7]pimp
I don't stack that shit by the four 'cause I'm not a shrimp
Man I do it, put that shit on [C7]everything she know I do it
F*ck that work I might not do it (Psyche!)
Like my [A]daddy at the school, I might listen to [C7]it
