Loose Screw

Guap Tarantino & Young Thug - Rap, Atlanta Rap
Loose Screw
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[Intro: Young Thug & Guap Tarantino] Hee, slatt Hee, what? Hee, big one Hee [Chorus: Guap Tarantino & Young Thug] Loose screw (Wahoo, screw), tattoo (Tat, yeah) Fat nigga shit, I fuck 'em by the two (Smash, smash) Diamonds wet, had to fuck her in the pool (Wahoo) Bought out the the 1s out the club and act a fool (Rack, rack, racks) Want blues (Blues) Ac', cool (Mud) Diamonds, fool (Bling blaow) Racks, cool (Yeah) Bitch, I got big racks (Racks), young nigga pass that (Pass) Fuckin' on bad bitches (Bitches), ran up a damn sack [Verse 1: Young Thug & Guap Tarantino] Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks (Yeah) Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks (Let's go) High tech drinkin' motherfucker Fuck if your scared, I'm bone crusher Get head from my god momma Shawty right there deepsuckin' (Deep, deepsuckin') Bet a young nigga make her knees buckle (Wahoo) I just fucked a thot bitch, I can't trust her (Yee, yee) We gon' pass that bitch around, we not some suckers, yeah (Smash, smash, smash) Drippin' again, I'm drippin' again (Yeah) Bitch, watch me trend, I turn it in for my kin I just threw some lil' bitty bills, stackin' up shit (Yeah) I got caught with 12 X pills and tried again (Yeah) I got caught with 12 X pills and tried again (Yeah) Man, they help me get all blue, like a crip (Yee) I just took a new Tom Cruise on the ship (Yeah) I just took a new Tom Cruise on the ship (Yee, woo) [Chorus: Guap Tarantino & Young Thug] Loose screw (Wahoo), tattoo (Tat, yeah) Fat nigga shit, I fuck 'em by the two (Yeah, smash) Diamonds wet, had to fuck her in the pool (Wahoo) Bought out the the 1s out the club and act a fool (Rack, rack, racks) Want blues (Blues) Ac', cool (Mud, yeah) Diamonds, fool (Bling blaow) Racks, cool (Rack, rack, racks) Bitch, I got big racks (Racks), young nigga pass that (Yeah) Fuckin' on bad bitches (Bitches), ran up a damn sack [Verse 2: Guap Tarantino & Young Thug] Designer on a plane, yeah, that shit was handmade (Yeah) 80k worth jewelry, yeah, it's time to get a safe (Let's go, woo) Put them youngins on your head, swear to God they insane (Woo, woo) That nigga knock they head off, now it's time to get them chains (Hrrt, hrrt) Get your head knocked off for half of one of my rings (Yeah) Chicken got crop, bail (Brrrr), them bands (Bands) Kick shit, Jackie Chan, ball like Major Payne (Ye-yeah) Kill 'em, put 'em in a grave, kill his road manes (Let's go) Fat nigga shit, won't catch me in Balmain (Let's go) Fuck a bad yellow bitch, she gave me star brain (Woo) Diamonds on my neck glistenin', check them all mane (Yeah) And I been coppin' shit since Tha Carter mane Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks (Rack, rack, racks!) High Tech drinkin' motherfucker (Yeah!) Fuck if your scared, I'm bone crusher (Let's go) Rack, rack, rack, rack, rack, rack, rack, rack, racks! (Woo) Big Guap in this bitch, I'm flippin' these racks (Rack, rack, racks) Put your lipstick on my bod', you know the rest (Yeah) Bought a Harley Davidson, pin down a T-Rex (Rex) Rollie, AP, Patek [Chorus: Guap Tarantino & Young Thug] Loose screw (Wahoo), tattoo (Tat, what?) Fat nigga shit, I fuck 'em by the two (Yeah, smash, let's go) Diamonds wet, had to fuck her in the pool (Wahoo) Bought out the the 1s out the club and act a fool (Rack, rack, racks) Want blues (Blues) Ac', cool (Mud) Diamonds, fool (Bling blaow, yeah) Racks, cool (Yeah) Bitch, I got big racks (Racks), young nigga pass that (Yeah) Fuckin' on bad bitches (Bitches), ran up a damn sack [Outro: Young Thug] Rack, rack, rack, rack, racks
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- Young Thug
- Guap Tarantino