Young Thug — Udiggwhatimsayin

[Chorus] You dig what I'm saying? If they all hundreds I'ma count it fast, yeah Wanted money, I couldn't enjoy a class I'm a big old player, I got it from my dad, hey Lil' mama dig what I'm sayin' Keep it funky like an egg and you will never land All my niggas they don't play, they all want it bad My son a boss, he a lil bitty motherfucking man I go crazy, I go brazy for these fucking bands Fuck a lady, I replace her for these fucking bands He so crazy, I'm not lazy, I want fucking bands yo [Verse 1] I'm a boss, fuck that bitch out on the balcony I might take a picture and tell 'em to caption this When I'm done fingering, I need a napkin and shit Ocho Cinco, yes sir I'm catching it Catch it, catch catch it, catch it catch it catch it I'll take your necklace, I'll leave you neckless I might not be cussin' but I ain't bluffin' Niggas want problems, it's not nothing I'm screaming bring it on like Gabrielle I'm a real big dog, I don't kiss and tell, hell First you want it, then second, you pale, yeah Don't think he quick, he pulled up like a snail, oh Water in his eyes, I let that sucker go And I forgot to tell her that you were po I'm not doing a twenty year sentence about you, you a ho [Chorus] But do you dig what I'm saying? If they all hundreds I'ma count it fast, yeah Wanted money, I couldn't enjoy a class I'm a big old player, I got it from my dad, hey Lil' mama dig what I'm sayin' Keep it funky like an egg and you will never land All my niggas they don't play, they all want it bad My son a boss, he a lil bitty motherfucking man I go crazy, I go brazy for these fucking bands Fuck a lady, I replace her for these fucking bands He so crazy, I'm not lazy, I want fucking bands, yo [Verse 2] Yes sir, baby, yes sir Take her nigga, flex her I burn her while you turning her up And I got on Chucks but Young Thugger not stuck Swear, swear, swear, I swear on slime nigga You break a rule on him or her, you get fined, nigga These niggas know I run it up so they don’t try, nigga I might screw you bitch with my broke pliers, nigga Hell, yeah, all my cars they go fish tail Hell, yeah, I'm YSL 'til I'm dead and pale Kickin you niggas, getting money slow just like a snail I told her the mail is how they send them bales I can never be him, but you can wish me well I came a long way from shopping at clearance sales She let me cum in her hair just like some gel I'm a real Blood, I know you smell [Chorus] You dig what I'm saying? If they all hundreds I'ma count it fast, yeah Wanted money, I couldn't enjoy a class I'm a big old player, I got it from my dad, hey Lil' mama dig what I'm sayin' Keep it funky like an egg and you will never land All my niggas they don't play, they all want it bad My son a boss, he a lil bitty motherfucking man I go crazy, I go brazy for these fucking bands Fuck a lady, I replace her for these fucking bands He so crazy, I'm not lazy, I want fucking bands yo