I Bought Her - Young Thug

DJ Durel

Yeah

I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass

I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass

My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P.

to Nipsey, yeah

I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag'

She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab

New York, ain’t goin' for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed

I told her I go nast', I give 'em lifetime splash

I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag (That Birk')

I whipped up in Beverly Hills, but it wasn’t sushi (That big, big Birkin bag,

that Birkin, yeah)

I couldn’t afford her, that she was way better at Hooters (Took out a order,

woah)

I gave her .40, took brand new AK to a shooter (Shootin' in 4K)

I can get a nigga ass smoked for a bowl of noodles (I can get a nigga ass

smoked, woah)

I gave her 40 clip, take to the woadie, the shooter (Woah)

I brought the Carbon 15 and it’s tall as a ruler (Woah)

I had the daughter come see me, I thought it was voodoo (Woah)

I left the car parked outside of the boogaloos (Skrrt, woah)

You don’t go Need for Speed, yeah, I just been movin' 'em (I keep it goin',

poom, poom)

I been in Trestletree and I just been boolin' it (I'm in the opp’s hood)

I need to catch me some Zs, 'cause I just been booted up (I need to get me some

sleep)

I had your bitch on her knees and I told her toot it up (Had this bitch on her

knees)

Fish fork, ayy, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, oh baby

Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby

Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin

Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes

I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass

I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass

My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P.

to Nipsey, yeah

I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag'

She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab

New York, ain’t goin' for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed

I told her I go nast', I give 'em lifetime splash

I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag (That Birk')

Richest as it get, hundred on my wrist

Hundred on the necklace, hundred on the clip

Hundred on his head, I just splat a flip

Hundred on my bitch, couple of cribs

I can never rat, I can stack the chips

I will never fuck her, I just got the lip

I just gotta love it, I just gotta kill it

I just gave her chrome, I just got a VIP

Hoppin' out a jet, I can get her wet

Louboutin chest, under my neck

I came with the drugs, Hi-Tectavis

V’s on my neck, as big as it gets

I came for nothin', too fuckin' restless

I’m a slimeball, baby, I’m treacherous

Iced out Hermès belt like a wrestler

Fuck her good, but I never kept her (Yeah)

I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass

I bought my bitch a bag, I bought a lotta ass

My C-note long as Slash, R.I.P.

to Nipsey, yeah

I tripled up the stash, I had to tint the Jag'

She say she don’t suck dick, I called that bitch a cab

New York, ain’t goin' for no bap, I promise you’ll get stabbed

I told her I go nast', I give 'em lifetime splash

I told her I got crops, that big, big Birkin bag (That Birk')

Fish fork, ayy, I whip my wrist, I deep fry dope, oh baby

Acrobatic door Mulsanne I bought my baby

Florida water, pussy pink, I make her basin

Flawless diamonds, some are pink like a Mercedes