king troup

Singer:young thug

i just asked god why he called for troup

when it's time to ride

if you love 'em

nigga

prove it

you know all your lil' niggas gon' shoot shit up for you

i thought i seen a ghost because your son look like you fool

king troup

action

i hop out

i'm dabbin'

my old lady classy

we onto this fashion

my coupe sit on dabs

hop out with a bad bitch

my faculty braggin'

my briefs

they high fashion

she naked

i walk through the door

i promise

i promise she know

i pour up a four and got more

i'm cold as the north fuckin' pole

i came a long way from the stove

i hop in the foreign

go slow

iced out

ain't no time in it

oh

i just beat the case

i hopped out the benz

i just fucked some twins

had the jewelry in

i hopped out again

pulled up in the range

got drank in my cup

like i'm kirko bangz

from ashy to classy

keep up with my ice and my fashion

i take care of my kid with a passion

i pray to god that they stay happy

lil roscoe

he sleep where it's nasty

they could've freed him cause he grew up with no daddy

but instead they took advantage and did him badly

ain't give no fucks cause we were saddened

gotta camera from the club and that's all they had

they also knew that lil' nigga didn't have a wagon

damn

action

i hop out

i'm dabbin'

my old lady classy

we onto this fashion

my coupe sit on dabs

hop out with a bad bitch

my faculty braggin'

my briefs

they high fashion

she naked

i walk through the door

i promise

i promise she know

i pour up a four and got more

i'm cold as the north fuckin' pole

i came a long way from the stove

i hop in the foreign

go slow

iced out

ain't no time in it

oh

stop it

stop the killin'

we

we get millions

we together

get the cheddar

fuck them niggas

keep a beretta

let 'em have it

ask god for forgiveness for them babies

you know slimes with it

baby

baby

stack them racks up to the ceiling

hey

hey

fuck you a nigga's old lady

keep 'em mad and that's how you know you doin' good

keep embarrassin' them with racks that look like books

i'm so finished

with these bitches

i need me a real one

i need commitment

where ya at?

action

i hop out

i'm dabbin'

my old lady classy

we onto this fashion

my coupe sit on dabs

hop out with a bad bitch

my faculty braggin'

my briefs

they high fashion

she naked

i walk through the door

i promise

i promise she know

i pour up a four and got more

i'm cold as the north fuckin' pole

i came a long way from the stove

i hop in the foreign

go slow

iced out

ain't no time in it

oh

she know it

she know it

she know it

she know it

she know it

she know it

she know it

yeah she know it

she know it

she know it

she know it

know it

know it

know it

know it

know it

king troup