Young Thug — Heart in a Bag

Lyrics from Snippet ...If I tell on anybody, pray to God I die the same day I shot his body then I pray to God the same day I caught a bag and bought the bitch a car the same day My heart lover, but see that ain't what my pain say You had my heart in your pocket like a device, girl You didn’t tell me shit was good, I can't deny it girl But you didn't never know lil’ shawty wouldn't bite You didn't tell me this was clear, it would be right You ever had the chance to figure out your life, baby, yeah Came a long way from a Metro Now it's Comme des Garçons, bosses on my leg, woah I'll pin a bitch up, on the bed board, okay All my life I ran from the cops I live in and out a hotbox I never had to go to the block My daddy had [?] My whole life I ain't see a wrong, I ain't see a Glock Just a bad ass nigga, [?] and never ever thought to stop Dot my I's and cross my T’s Let my show sell out at night ’Cause I got haters and opps, so I don't be posting flyers I know hatred ain’t that nice Know a couple fraud bitches, marry niggas overnight Put a bitch on 'em, divorce him, then get half of his life Bitches plottin' on an abortion, trying to fuck you every night Keep that pussy good as squeegee, and it's juicy, and it’s tight Just an insecure bitch, ain't got insurance on your life Yeah you right, niggas dogs, but a dog, hoe will bite (Rarr, rare) I'm the capo, I bossed up my whole life We can't be like none of you niggas, we some tourists Bitch will fuck your rich friend for insurance And I rock cash mill rich nigga shit, I eat calamari I don't need no pen, I've been black carded Got a sleeve on my shin, and I'm with a barbie She got Benz on Benz, and my baby bought that She said, hood...