Back in the Days - Young Thug

Ricky Racks

Uh, uh, uh

Thugger Thugger

I rock water like a fuckin' whale

Drug got expenses like a fuckin' bill

I like girls, I’m a fuckin' male

Nigga movin' slower than a snail, watch me

Overdosin', overdosin', overdosin', overdosin'

Overdosin', overdosin' (Yeah)

Overdosin', overdosin', overdosin', overdosin'

Overdosin', overdosin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

The walls are closin', I’m overdosin'

I’m cookin' some fish, she put on some lotion

I’m stackin' that money, I want it the oldest

Bitch, I am a warrior, you know that it’s in me

I’m hangin' with players, you know that I’m pimpin'

My son is suspended, can’t ride in the Bentley

What’s wrong these birds?

These birds are trippin'

Four thousand on shoe strings, you know I ain’t trippin'

One minute I swerve, baby, call them birds

Tell it right to her face, put that dick in her life today

Thugger bring 'em Benjis to the T

I don’t need a door to hand over them keys

Have a white T look like Miskeen

Batter up, polo, saddle up, football tackle, hut

Pussy nigga, caterpillar, Stuart Little, hike

Get fresh, diamonds everywhere, styled by, my Ike

Paris Hilton, Master P Miller, big C member

Overdosin', overdosin', overdosin', overdosin'

Overdosin', overdosin' (Sheesh)

Overdosin', overdosin', overdosin', overdosin'

Overdosin', overdosin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I OD, ODB, dirty nose, cocaín'

Neck, ears, wrist, fingers, Aquafina, wreck the Bentley

Bought the Vette, had wreck in that, growin' green like a Chia Pet

Bought a condominium just to smoke in it 'til I vomit and I’m so honest

London just walked in I’m like, «Goddamn, man, I miss my bro» (London on the

Track)

Your bitch just walked out with Young Thug, now you like, «Damn I miss my hoe»

(Give her back)

I’m the type of nigga that nut on her back end

You the type of nigga that can’t miss that hoe

You the type of nigga that kiss her in the mouth after she drank my Olay, ohh

Drink it, drink it, cop a new coupe, yeah, sank it, sank it

Hundred bands ain’t a damn thang, I’ma spread it out, need to pay, pay

Catch me riding with your main thing, I’ma feed her bands, no cuff links

I can even say the same thing, my fans geeked up, they on the same page

Overdosin', overdosin', overdosin', overdosin'

Overdosin', overdosin' (Sheesh)

Overdosin', overdosin', overdosin', overdosin'

Overdosin', overdosin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)