Young Thug — Code Red

[Verse 1] Okay, like shawty said She suck my dick on a plane, call her Airhead Beat it, beat it like shawty red Three bitches on my dick, Ms. Ed, Edd and Eddy Block 'em out like a sunshade [?] wan' play [?] nigga wan' play Yeah, [?] I'ma [?] I'ma [?] I'ma [?] stay I'ma [?] like Pompeii I'ma call 'em next time I'm in Pompeii I'ma [?] I'ma [?] I'ma [?], yeah Hey Future, fuck Future I'm the future, I'm the teacher, you the tutor Do you dig, kid? Ah! Real beast, y'all lil' niggas feast Hunnid thousand, spend it on Mickey D's, hey Hunnid bands in my pants, this cheap, yeah Please Nigga quick to start shit and then plead out Thugger Thugger Make one phone call, get them B's out Blatt, Trouble Nigga shittin' on these niggas, baby, flee out Haha, 50k spent on a new jet, nigga, flee out Ha, hunnid thousand dollars on these shoes, nigga, flee out God said, "Don't buy shoes, then walk out your life" But I did anyway and you better believe lil' mama just fleed out Dirty mouth, need to be cleaned out Smokin' Cookie, no Girl Scout, hey You's a rookie, nigga, woah [Refrain] Uh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah Special night for me and you, girl Special night for me and you, girl Special night for me and you, girl Special night for me and you, girl Special, yeah Girl, girl, girl Girl, girl, girl, girl Girl, girl, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] How many times do I gotta tell you That this Rollie ain't gotta smell you And I knows I ain't gotta tell you What time it is? I might say it just to make a bitch look down at my wrist See the motherfuckin' gliss? Bitch is shinin' like [?] Yeah, rings on my finger so bad, goddamn, it's equator I was sittin' on like 14, 15 acres But I'm still a young hood nigga, still basic cable And I still got a bitch in the back, not stable Ah! At anytime I can flip Off the rip, tell them monkeys hold the dip Yeah, throw it off the ship Come back six months later Pick her up with paper, yeah Ask her how the crew was Ask her how she do this All is well, can you smell what I'm sayin'? Can you smell what I'm layin'? Versace my sheets, Versace my briefs, ah Versace my freaks, fuck nigga, what you thought? Real rich nigga, know it cost to be the boss Ah, ah! Slatt, slatt, slime Slatt, slime, slime Slime, slime, slime, slime, slime Off the top now, haha, way up Goin' way up like Drake, but you gotta pay up Get your weight up Ah, nigga, wait up Chris Benoit with the hoes, I'ma tackle them, layup Mutombo, nigga, babe up [Outro] (Alright, Cap')