Young Thug — The Teachers

[Intro: Young Thug] Thugger *sips* Man, nowadays, like... *coughs* (Wheezy Beats) I don't even wanna see the victory, na'm sayin'? I don't even wanna see the... the records I broke, na'm sayin'? Nevermind that, you na'm sayin'? 'Cause when you see it, you na'm sayin'? The moment you see it... You start taking heat for it... And you slow your roll, you na'm sayin'? I don't ever wanna slow my roll, I wanna always feel like I didn't break the records, you na'm sayin'? So I can keep breaking records... Dig that [Verse 1: Young Thug] Ashin' blunts inside my Grammys (Uh) Porsche Calado nigga, whip it panoramic Clothes neat, shoes tied, like I'm 'bout to run it Concierge tryna get me sent up off the planet Trick or Treat like a lil' old boy [?] (What you say?) Chop off the top and I leave it down You riding with me, truth or dare? Pull off in a foreign coupe-coupe-coupe Cash on delivery, whoop-whoop-whoop You told me that you living, but me too Cash talk always, runnin' through the hallways Chasin' money always, answer, never call back All my niggas racked up, all my bitches bad, yeah If he play, then mask up, gon' shoot 'em up-up, hey My momma a black panther just like Cam Newton I pray to the Lord, then I start shootin' I get thrax for my soul, but they gotta prove it Eeny-meeny-miny-moe, nigga, let's do it Gon' and get it off your chest Get some more clips and get a vest Get around your bitch and give her less Shoot 'em in his flesh and watch him rest Catch your bitch and make the bitch flush Catch your bitch and watch his bitch lush Drain the babies, baby, better not flush Icy, who want it with us? Three hundred twelve thousand for a Bentley truck Another fifty just to pipe the system up A hundred eighty thousand for the Patek Everybody whippin', Super Mario Everybody livin', ain't no [?] Everybody really gettin' they own dough Everybody whippin' up they own coke Everybody subscribing they own folks Everybody know, you say you don't know Everybody bitches getting lipo Everybody livin' to the fullest All these hoes are stallions like they broncos [Bridge: Young Thug & Gunna] Bronco (Bronco) Bronco (Bronco) Bronco Gunna [Verse 2: Gunna] My momma a black panther just like Thugga momma too I know you wanna fuck me baby, gon' and tell the truth They thought it was a game 'til I started bustin' out the roof [?] when I ride through I done been through so much, I been lied to I wouldn't tell you go do something I wouldn't do System so fucked up, I can't go by the rules They just made a law I couldn't abide to I wouldn't go out sad even if I tried to Lately I been eatin' steak and not no fast food You been sellin' music off of iTunes Fuck who askin' [?] everything new Said we goin' up and bro, it's times two I just tell security "Let them dimes through" You know we fuck these bitches all around the city We fuck 'em by the two, we ménagin' it Put her on a jet, I let her fly with me Told them bitches "Come on, spend some time with me" Private Leers takin' off, the lean spillin' Man, I need to wake up, think I'm still dreamin' They callin' for these pints, these niggas still fiendin' Hope the Lord protect me from the real demons Had a party, was so crazy, cleaners still cleanin' Smashin' in them Beamers, nigga, wheely beamin' I just made some friends that like to eat the semen Told my niggas that I'm done, ain't fuckin' with the pieces Hit a nigga block and leave 'em rest in pieces I tried to tell 'em listen, nigga, we them teachers [Outro: Gunna] We the teachers