Thief In The Night Feat. Trouble (Prod. By C4 and Supah Mario)
 作词 : Young Thug
 作曲 : Young Thug
Bout （）Time （By LondonOnDaTrack ）-Young Thug
We get let no time bout
We came a long way and that's why I say
Bout time bout time bout time bout time bout time
Bout time bout time bout time bout time bout time
Bout damn time I swear to god
God damn time ayy
I done ran that money up bout time
I used to stack a five now I'm stacking dimes
I don't care if none of y'all ain't my kind
Your watch cost 5000you wasted your time
And I'm finished why you still at the line
If you ain't damu ni**a you must be blind
And I ain't turning down turn down for what
I'ma turn up every time every time
Every time every time
I cop a ten thousand pimp belt
I told the b**ch she gotta suck and f**k
Ooh in front and back and make her double nut
Wrapped up in towel got out my cat plug
I swear to god she wetter than a tub
I supply real niggas and they show me love
I f**k three four hoes every time I'm in club
Rap pack count I gotta see these f**ks
Mommy wassup no gives I got kilos
She a cook up a
I wanna be that ni**a my denali truck stand tall
I can't even see these niggas
If I wanted to I still couldn't see these niggas
Bout time bout time bout time bout time bout time
Bout time bout time bout time bout time bout time
Bout damn time I swear to god
God damn time ayy
I came from the bottom bout time yeah
I know these niggas want f**k with me bout time
I'm a footballer b**ch for a long time
Came from smoke in the cup quite a long time yeah
These b**ches know I wanna f**k 'em all
Young money sh*t
These b**ches know they come round me with no drawers
Cause what I'm on that horny sh*t
This that horny sh*t I don't care I got horns b**ch
A capella now I'ma beat your f**king clique
I might mail this sh*t I won't never tell no b**ch
All my b**ches thin and brown this that pretzel sh*t
Miss chelle miss chelle
She got bumps and rumps all over bb
I buy her cc then I turn that sh*t to bebe
I'm like feed me feed me feed me
I don't wanna eat ye
Bout time bout time bout time bout time bout time
Bout time bout time bout time bout time bout time
Bout damn time I swear to god
God damn time ayy
It's bout time b**ch
He ain't have nothing to say ni**a
Ain't going back ni**a
I drank pints a day b**ch
Loaded ay