Purpose - Young Thug

Yeah, Thugger, Thugger, Yeah

Goose with another

(Goose with another one)

Yeah, uh

Thugger, hey!

This a letter to my slimes, what’s brackin' slimes?

I had your back every single last fuckin' time

And you know I’m the only one who’s gon' die 'bout you

And you know in Pluto I can stand side to side with you

I’m livin' every week like it’s my birthday week

I can be a birthday freak

Bitch, I’m working while you lurkin' me

I’m in the street like it’s my worst week

My bitch boolin' and she say she want that Birkin B

Ma asked was my purpose, then

Mama say I ain’t have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing

Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane

My diamonds shining, they glistenin', but they ain’t from Johnny fuckin' Dang

You say her cat was terrific and I said the same damn thing

Same damn time

These bitches and these niggas wanna see a nigga dead

Damn why’s that?

Spam that shit nigga

I’m dumpin' on your bitch

No Donald, I’ll Trump that bitch

Ho say it again, say it again

Kush smell like a skunk

Bitch, I’m fresher than a punk

Okay, now tell me how you want it (What!?)

You know that I got it (What!?)

Big booty ho from Houston

I bang red like a Rocket

Okay, well she done been around you

I know all about her

I wanna put a eight-ball in her corner pocket

I just read her diary, went and bought her that Mercedes

No cop car, she a Taurus

Yeah, that «T», that mean she taken

She don’t feel right 'til she play me

She won’t take my bread, no baby

And just for that, I would love to keep her

She keep going 'round like an equator

I’ll introduce her to paper

Bitch, it’s a bando, it’s vacant

I bought ice just for my acres

Damn, there go a superstar, no shaker

Hey, I grab that pistol and erase 'em

Mama say I ain’t have no choice but to do my mothafuckin' thing

Got my shoes, I tied 'em up and made a whole 'nother lane

My diamonds shining, they glistenin', but they ain’t from Johnny fuckin' Dang

You say her cat was terrific and I said the same damn thing

You feel the same way 'bout it, you feel the same way

I swear I’ll catch me a body, these niggas try to play

You know I’m rich, but ain’t make you the girl in the same day

You know I don’t care about cheese on my head like Green Bay

No way, José (Yah)

You like my motherfuckin' fate today (Ohh)

I might catch her ‘round the way, stray and save the day

Put that dick inside her she stuck, she stuck like clay

(Yah, yah)