Free them boys, we them (Me and Spiff)
Ayy, free them boys, we them (Keep one on the hip, yeah)
Ayy, free them boys, we them boys, b#tch (Yeah, ayy, Big Papito)
Pop out with my ice on, Mr. Get Them Pints Gone
f#ck you want a price for? You ain’t coppin’ slabs, n#gg#
Bad b#tch tell me that I’m better than her last n#gg# (Duh)
Rag b#tch love me for throwin’ 4s and droppin’ fast n#gg#s
Doggy still be cashin’ sh#t, f#ck her good, then pass the b#tch
Wayward down to grasser b#tch, I probably made a ticket there
If I’m in there, them sticks in there, them Bloods in there, we blitzin’ that
Front to back, bring triple back, want eighty-five for these feddy’s
Cuddy’s talkin’ sixty fives, that’s only ’cause his fiends paid that
f#ck it, put a one on ’em and ship ’em out
Ice bowls, ice bowls, I said, “I got ’em” (I do)
IPhones, iPhones, I still got ’em (I do)
We take a jet to the bad, they buyin’ vests before they stride
I guess we know who not the killers, rest in peace, free my n#gg#s
Ric’ called, Apple called, they all skeet (Hello?)
Murray called, ‘Onte called, then MD (Hello?)
White runts (Exotic), pink runts, four a piece (I got ’em)
Moneybagg, Babyface, EST
Buss down, touchdown then repeat it
Sixty-five a gram, n#gg#, who can beat it?
Red eye, been a Demon, f#ck the Urus
Some youngings caught me slippin’, I ain’t trippin’, got insurance
b#tch, I’m back again, I’m strapped again, you get whacked again
They got the Hemmys, forgot the Benz, I put ten on each
I know his mans, I know his b#tch, I do not forget
Give me a week, ask about young, he do not exist
Thump sh#t, thump sh#t, Doggy them thump sh#t
Slump sh#t, slump sh#t, Doggy them slump sh#t
Kill n#gg#s, real n#gg#s, a b#tch can get it too
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump sh#t, thump sh#t, Doggy them thump sh#t (Gonna thump sum’, gonna thump sum’)
Slump sh#t, slump sh#t, Doggy them slump sh#t (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kill n#gg#s, real n#gg#s, a b#tch can get it too (Yeah, you know what’s up, EST, Skcretch Gang)
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too (Yeah, mm, mm)
This fat b#tch, I remember you, you been a hoe since middle school (I remember, been a b#tch)
Dead or sippin’ soup from off a spoon, that’s what this switcher do (Mm, blrrrd, blrrrd)
Cappin’ n#gg#s pitiful, condition never critical (n#gg#s showin’, n#gg#s lyin’)
He die before he even knew, get some blood on all that blue (He was dead, shoot him dead)
Face shot, trappin’ in the spot, makin’ my H lock (Makin’ my dawg lot)
How you get that rich before you sign shit? I had eight spots (Mm, I had like eight on)
In and out, can’t stop, two stoves, eight pots (Yeah, mm, eight pots)
One on every burner, we the ones who do the murders
Whacked his younger brother and the big one, “Shh,” I know it hurt him (Mm, I know it hurt your feelings)
I ain’t accidentally puttin’ n#gg#s under, sh#t on purpose (Mm, ain’t accidentally killin’)
It was rumors but I heard it, hit ’em four times with that burner (Yeah, four times with that AR)
Know we thump sh#t, thump sh#t, Gee-Ski them thump sh#t (Thump sum’, thump sum’, you know we thump sh#t)
What else you need to know about ’em? She can’t be f#cked with (Yeah, we can’t be f#cked with)
Set a n#gg# up or somethin’, b#tch f#ck all that sl#t sh#t (f#ck all that sl#t sh#t)
Let me pop this Perc’ before we f#ck, b#tch, I might nut quick (Wait, wait, I might nut fast)
Premature, come to shootin’ that blower, always bust quick (Mm, n#gg# always bust fast)
Thump sh#t, thump sh#t, Doggy them thump sh#t (Yeah, you know we thump sh#t)
Slump sh#t, slump sh#t, Doggy them slump sh#t (Yeah, mm, you know we thump sh#t)
Kill n#gg#s, real n#gg#s, a b#tch can get it too
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too
Thump sh#t, thump sh#t, Doggy them thump sh#t
Slump sh#t, slump sh#t, Doggy them slump sh#t
Kill n#gg#s, real n#gg#s, a b#tch can get it too
What about your youngings, Doggy? My youngings killers too
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42 Dugg & EST Gee Lyrics – Thump Shit