Young Thug - Power Lyrics - Young Thug

We got London on the Track 

First you get that money then you get that power 

If he tune his nose up, boy he on that powder 

Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers 

Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser 

Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that? 

They wouldn't know one thing about ya if ya zip that 

Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back 

Beat that bid an never crack, did that, sheesh! 

Before I go without a sack, I swag pack 

I spoiled my bitch & now she actin' like a brat 

I met Ellis, I know Jimmy, he got racks 

Bitch I'm bleedin' like a tat 

Roll it, roll it, for me on ya back 

Just for show, my diamonds yellow like a taxi 

I'm a cat, I'ma take out them pussy rats 

Pussy nigga better not look back 

Or, or else I'm killin' 'em, hell yeah, that's a fact sheesh 

There's blood all on my Timberlands 

Make a nigga say "whaat?!" 

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I swear to God she feelin' 'em 

She sucked like eight dicks, I call her Octagon 

First you get that money then you get that power 

If he tune his nose up, boy he on that powder 

Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers 

Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser 

Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that? 

They wouldn't know one thing about ya if ya zip that 

Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back 

Beat that bid an never crack, did that, sheesh! 

Bitch, I dig it, I eat ice cream with my chicken 

Bitch, I'm rich just like a Simmons, not lil Diggy 

If I got legs, bitch you know I'm gonna get it 

She got good head, so she welcome to my Bentley 

Big Bentley in that big Bentley, Bentley 

Hop out with that semi, cuz I know these nigga hear me 

Is you mad bout Instagram on how I keep my pimpin? 

You keep that Ace of Spades, I'm sippin' 

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I'm a rocket, rocket, I can't stop it, stop it 

I'm a GTV, boy, bitch I'm poppin, poppin' 

I need coke, need coke like "Where the fuck is papi?" 

If you tryna run off, you know we pop ya noggin' 

First you get that money then you get that power 

If he tune his nose up, boy he on that powder 

Now you walk around with 50 in your trousers 

Diamonds boolin' on my chest, no fuckin' blouser 

Bitch, I make it rain shower, ya dig that? 

They wouldn't know one thing about ya if ya zip that 

Hit 'em with that blocka-blocka, nigga get back 

Beat that bid an never crack, did that, sheesh!!!