Lyrics

[Chorus: Young Thug] You no wet mi, I dare ya Me get you in Nigeria Take a trip to Jamaica Smoking weed from Nigeria Take a look in the mirror All I see is a millionaire Take a trip to Siberia Oh, so cold in Siberia [Verse 1: Young Thug] You know take all the city Like I got keys know this here Young Thugga frigid My flow is hot like a motherfucking skillet When I look at myself look like a million ticket Blood Rich Gang, baby I drove my momma crazy Then I went brazy 1017 try to make me Like a motherfucking baby Run, run, run, run Still blowing trust funds, all hundreds On a nigga' hun and a nigga' son I'm fly as a motherfucker Put my cape on, oh yeah [Chorus: Young Thug] You no wet mi, I dare ya Me get you in Nigeria Take a trip to Jamaica Smoking weed from Nigeria Take a look in the mirror All I see is a millionaire Take a trip to Siberia Oh, so cold in Siberia [Verse 2: Gucci Mane] Bitch can't tell me nothing Nigga can't tell me nothing else Got 2 mill on me right now You can have money, still wouldn't know how 2 pints in my back pot, bitch you hit the jackpot Bitch, get with these have gots You fuckin' with them have nots I'm the type of nigga drop cash on 'em He the type of nigga go half on it I ain't trying to run a tab on it 'cause the ass so fat, gotta grab on it Yeah Gucci man, it's the boss hunned I don't drive cars that's all sunny Got a Charger cost more than a Maybach So I know my homeboy Rick Ross want it And they call me like 2 hunned I .223 2 snow bunnies The difference my car your car My car cost way more money Thank shot he got dome called Let they call me no money That young nigga my road dawg He'll do anything for me [Chorus: Young Thug] You no wet mi, I dare ya Me get you in Nigeria Take a trip to Jamaica Smoking weed from Nigeria Take a look in the mirror All I see is a millionaire Take a trip to Siberia Oh, so cold in Siberia [Verse 3: Peewee Longway] Do you know what I do to you? Snatch your bitch from you, turn her shoes into Jimmy Choo Early in the morning, sipping mud is what players do Take her down Slauson, let her know that my side blue And let her shoot my busses, baby, tell 'em before noon You making boss moves, damn girl, what you tryna do? Is how a boss move, [?] for you And now the ass, that fendi dress a lil' nice on you With all this cash, I never want to not spend it on you Take a flight just to fuck on you San Francisco, just smoke cookies And if I always talk, I might bust on you And you ain't getting your money And you might wanna watch your lady I'm on molly tryna fuck me something Got a whole lot of OG bags in And I ain't worried bout nothing, yah