Young Thug — Work Of Art

[Intro: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz] Yeah Oh Brrt, brrt This the new Jeffery Ridin' on you niggas, hey, ridin' on you niggas, oh Way too big to fit inside a bar (Goddamn) That shit was like a work of art (Talk to 'em) Way too big to sit inside a bar (Inside a bar) That shit was like a work, uh (Woo) [Chorus: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz] Way too big to fit inside a bar (Damn) That shit look like a work of art (Oh) [?] like skylark (Woo) [?] (Let's go) Tell me what you takin', huh? (Tell me what you thinkin', huh?) Tell me what you thinkin' though (Tell me what you thinkin', huh?) Tell me what you thinkin' for (Tell me what you thinkin', huh?) I see you thinkin', why you thinkin' now? (We runnin' on them blades) [Post-Chorus: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz] Way too late for you to be thinkin' now (We surfin' on them waves) It's way too late for you to be thinkin' now (Man, I'll blow your brains) It's too late for you to be thinkin' now (Bang, dang, dang) [?] it's still too late to think now (Woo) It's too late to think (Woo) Let her beat the brakes now (Ah) Swim like a gator (Ah) Like a beat, watch 'em break (Talk to 'em) [Verse 1: Young Thug & Swizz Beatz] Cash on my pop, I was tryna get it (Oh) I was tryna [?] (Damn) I was tryna put the racks all inside my digits, ah (Woo) I was tryna put the dick in all of them bitches (Ah) I was tryna get my pockets richer than all these niggas (Hey) I was tryna get my money bigger than all these niggas (Hey) I was tryna [?] all inside of my [?], ayy All inside my [?] RIP my [?], ayy (Wait a minute, wait a minute) RIP my sibling, ayy, RIP my nigga, yeah (Woo) RIP my [?], RIP my bitch, damn Watch lil' mama [?] RIP my children, woah Get it back faster than all my [?], huh (Woo) Cash on delivery, fast, I'm [?] Nigga, I'm discouragin', piercing, I'm spearing [?] in the [?] smokin' [?] (Huh?) [?] diamonds from the pyramid (Goddamn) Bitch, I'm [?] (Goddamn) Hit [?] cash (Goddamn) I ain't gon' [?] cash (God damn) Bitch [?] shake that ass I was tryna put us onto Saturn (Grrra, grrra) Two 24s attached (Grrra) P1 doors up in Cali (Woo) P1 doors up in Bali (Skrrt) P1 doors up in Cali (Skrrt) Got P1 doors up in Bali (Skrr-skrrt) Big blood takin' over the nation (Goddamn) [?] and they were way high (Talk that talk, Jeffery) I was goin' harder, nigga, way high (Way high) I was goin' hard and they were patient (Patient) I was never patient like a [?] (Ayy, yeah) Big sauce, damn, like a [?] (Glock 9) [?] I'm never stoppin', yeah (Ohh) I was tryna drip inside a [?] (Ohh) I was never comin' like woah, woah (Damn) I'ma come in easy, like to come and go (Woo) I was tryna do it like a [?] (Yeah) All red flag like a seminole (Bong, bong) I'ma [?], I'm like ready, ho (Bong, bong) Fuck police dawgs, give her [?] (Bong, bong) Fuck the police dawgs like [?] (Bong, bong) Fuck a police dawg, I give 'em [?] (Bong, bong) [Bridge: Swizz Beatz] Bong, bong Ch-ch, bow, ch-bong, bong Bong, bong Brrraw, brrraw, bang, bang [Verse 2: Swizz Beatz] Them no worry me So I don't care no more Them no worry me So I don't care no more See, they don't worry me And I don't care no more Them no worry me I don't care no more I got the AK47, goin' for war Them no worry me I don't care no more Them no worry me See, I don't care no more Got 50-50 thou', ten a clip Gonna [?] drop top [?] on the drip Got my top goin' back, got my top way back You lil' niggas just gettin' the Maybachs We been gettin' the paper since way back That nigga on the top, turn it way back Say my homie Jeffery got the ice on froze And niggas gon' pick off your hoes You pussy niggas gon' sit back and just watch us Pussy ass nigga, sit back and just watch us Waitin' on the sideline, niggas just watch us Puss ass nigga, they just sideline watch us We flyin' helicopters Security with choppers But no popo though My homies be my niggas and my [?] be [?] Fuck the judge too Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do? I'm on the line, I wore the red one Bugatti with them tops gone 2018 shit on The type of bullshit that I'm on Smoke the ganja, ganja 'til I'm gone Smoke the ganja, ganja, drink your drink 'til we gone I'll tell everybody to stay way back Pussy ass niggas better stay way back Word to my mama [Outro: Swizz Beatz] Oh Word to my mama, word to Word to my mama Word to my mama and my whole niggas bring the fuckin' drama Goddamn