I Might Lyrics - Young Thug

[Hook: Young Thug] 

Woah 

Yeah, yeah 

Fuck is you talking bout? Bitch, you offended me 

I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me 

I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry 

Goddamn, I had four hoes at one time, they was drilling me 

I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me 

Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' 

I usually don't beg but I don't want the ceiling please 

Oxycontin fucking kidneys up 

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[Verse 1: Young Thug] 

Molly, my cup look like bath salt 

And I'm too high horsed for asphalt 

Therefore I'm in clouds from day to dawn 

They say that I changed, it's the cash fault 

Pay everybody like a cash cow 

I switch through the lanes like a NASCAR 

The Rollie stainless, stainless 

We young and rich and we dangerous 

I'm at Piccadilly's with your missus, nigga 

And the weed stinking like a chitlin, nigga 

Bend the money down like a Philly, nigga 

Make me catch you slipping then it's Christmas, nigga 

The bulletproof can take a missile, nigga 

I got benji on me and he cripping, nigga 

I done wrapped the benji in the city, ho 

I done wrapped the Bentley in the bity, nigga 

Put a swimming pool in the living room 

How I'm living, nigga, I ain't swimming, nigga 

Only thing that me and Michael Phelps got in common that we winning nigga 

Rock star lifestyle 

Your hoe's going wild 

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[Hook: Young Thug] 

Yeah, yeah 

Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch, you offending me 

I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me 

I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry 

Goddamn, I had four hoes one time they was drilling me 

I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me 

Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' 

I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please 

Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys 

[Verse 3: 21 Savage] 

Everywhere I go, I keep a chopper with me, whoa 

I ain't with that diss song shit, I been a shotta nigga, whoa 

Hundred shotters with me, whoa 

VVSs on me, whoa 

VVSs on me, bling 

Badaboom, badabing (21) 

Mob shit, send the hit, shoot up your car shit 

Put them blue tips in that cartridge (21) 

We put them drums in them carbines (21) 

We pull up on rappers and spark 'em (21) 

I might take your chain if it sparkle (Facts) 

Street nigga really came from nothing (What?) 

Strip a nigga like Caine cousin (21) 

Kill a nigga then you saying something (What?) 

You was talking, nigga, I was hustling (What?) 

We was shooting, nigga, you was ducking 

You was texting, nigga, I was fucking (21) 

I was betting nigga, you was bluffing (21) 

Hide and seek, nigga, I was hunching (Facts) 

Car foreign and my gun Russian 

Sneak dissing get a concussion (21, 21) 

[Hook: Young Thug] 

Yeah, yeah 

Fuck is you talking 'bout? Bitch, you offending me 

I just might go 'head and let this lil bitch suck my dick till it tickle me 

I just might go 'head and mix me a Sprite with some lean like it's chemistry 

Goddamn, I have a whole xan one time they was drilling me 

I heard the lil boy was plotting on killing me 

Fuck 'round and lift up they soul like lil Chino be wheelin' 

I usually don't bet but I don't want the ceiling please 

Oxycontin fucking up my kidneys