Young Thug Our Bars song lyrics

New Bentley, not rentin it

Five hoes with me, they tricks

No splitin, bring it all

You trip pin, ho take it off

Let them folks see what you got

Take a nigga studio and bring it to my spot

Roc Crew will make yo block hot

Then hit the club and pop them pop them Xans

We Kind Krip Killas, not Ku Klux Klan

I promise I don't love that hoes, but I love my man dem

No homo tho, but I'm solo tho, cause thats how you get more dough tho

I had them bitches looking weird cause I let boo 4-4 shoe

I didn't have mine on me that day so JimBo had to kick door

You know we spend that cash everyday like we get 4-4 tho

And free Obama fuck them snitches haha like speedo

Shoutout to 1426, my left wrist is a half a brick

My right wrist is a whole brick, yo bitch on some more shit, umkay

Like young Future she know this, Im leaning with LeOtis

I fly past, you floatin, umkay

Yo young bitch with another bitch and another bitch and another bitch

And another bitch and another bitch, they gay

They ridin with Young Thug but they not get in big

They might get another to get braids like cliche