Sex, Money, Murder

Lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug] This one for my family, This one for my brother This one for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Do it for my family, this one for my brother This is for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder [Verse 1: Bloody Jay] Sex I get, money I make Murder always on my mind Ever since Lil Richard died Right in front of my eyes Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Us never be like murder is unheard of Nasty taught me that Free Pistol P, we will make your grams back Naw for real, I miss Playa for real Mad Child too, B.I.P. soowoo [Chorus: Young Thug] This one for my family, This one for my brother This one for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Do it for my family, this one for my brother This is for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder [Verse 2: Young Thug] We don't need no whistle, I'm too official Hit his ass one time, sack full for Christmas Left pocket straight, right pocket on crystal Back pockets weighting on tank, got an extended pistol Sex Money Murder till I D-I-E Get out my way, I got B's with me And I said B with apostrophe, no apology Take them bricks, put 'em up to [?] A hundred spots, feeling like a Dalmatian 20 bricks, 30 racks, picture the equation Like a old school, look like it's speed racing Bleeding out, bleeding, we not fucking with some [Chorus: Young Thug] This one for my family, This one for my brother This one for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Do it for my family, this one for my brother This is for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder [Verse 3: Ola Playa] Sex Money Murder, rude boy shut up Nigga who shot ya? Wet your whole block up Choppa go blocka, kaboom blocka blocka Dreadlock bomboclaat, smoking like a rasta Red flag, Robin jeans, party like a rock star We pulling off, no cop cars With supercharged sports car Short bus retard, geeked up on [?] Dropped the sack up, now my pockets on steroids Yeah I'm fucking cutthroat, nigga I don't cut tho Few smoko's and you locko, I came up out that dope hole Pimp life, fast life, fuck the roof, fuck your life Say it twice, fuck your life [Chorus: Young Thug] This one for my family, This one for my brother This one for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Do it for my family, this one for my brother This is for my Bloods, we got the same brother Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder Bloods fly high, Sex Money Murder