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send her back - young thug lyrics

[intro: young thug]
from atlanta, to la, to new york, know what i’m sayin’?
young successful livin’, you know what i’m sayin’?

[chorus: young thug]
i done project my mattress, i done f*cked lil jasmin
i had payed for her classes, i done paid for her lashes
yea she feel like a savage, it get better than ??
sky high price on the jacket, i didn’t have to upgrade the dash
i didn’t have to front, i’m no backend, put tint on the ‘ghini, f*ck braggin’
i spent half a mill on just one necklace, ??
and my hoes are jazzy, b*tch i had less than a dime
i’m just a snake in your grass yeah, i like blood on my glasses

[verse 1: young thug]
shes just a tropical kanyе, she got potential for sum yea
i put my hand on hеr throat yeah, now she got diamonds on her tongue yea
i put chanelly on her mom yea, the pocket ?? cream like cum yeah
rose gold knife in the camp yea. bet a n*gga get stabbed yea
i been filling my pockets with salary
i done switched to a whole nother major league
i been filling this backwood with h*lla trees, paper trail on the road
i been chilling with all type of energy while i travel the world
with chane baby let’s make some chemistry
i been loving the way that you into me
[chorus: young thug]
i done project my mattress, i done f*cked lil jasmin
i had payed for her classes, i done paid for her lashes
yea she feel like a savage, it get better than ??
sky high price on the jacket, i didn’t have to upgrade the dash
i didn’t have to front, i’m no backend, put tint on the ‘ghini, f*ck braggin’
i spent half a mill on just one necklace, ??
and my hoes are jazzy, b*tch i had less than a dime
i’m just a snake in your grass yeah, i like blood on my glasses

[verse 2: young thug]
i got boogers sitttin on my chest, yellow booger sittin on my b*tch
i’m assassin better not trip, i got bad sh*t nun off the rip
??, ??, sent her back, she had too much lip
you got 2 cars, both ’em got flipped
i got 20 cars nun of em got flipped, he got my back, then you know what it is
i shot back cause a f*ck n*gga missed, never ratted go stack you sum chips
yellow cartier bracelet dip, ?? 1986
one of one cartier and it’s swiss, in my rolls royce truck with a .6 drum
got the fold like chairs, the big one, cop a trolly, you gon’ end up missin’
when you ?? roll on your ??
saw the cop, and i told him he hit this
called a opp, and i turned him to ??
like big worm, put a perm on these b*tches
need a coke, and a dope, at the riches
over half a mil’ for aventedor, i don’t give no f*ck ’bout what you whippin’ in
[chorus: young thug]
i done project my mattress, i done f*cked lil jasmin
i had payed for her classes, i done paid for her lashes
yea she feel like a savage, it get better than ??
sky high price on the jacket, i didn’t have to upgrade the dash
i didn’t have to front, i’m no backend, put tint on the ‘ghini, f*ck braggin’
i spent half a mill on just one necklace, ??
and my hoes are jazzy, b*tch i had less than a dime
i’m just a snake in your grass yeah, i like blood on my glasses

[verse 3: bay swag]
all of these v’s in my necklace
pockets so fat like precious
i was broke, used to pull up in a lexus
lo mein with the ??, f*ck breakfast
me and slime in la, livin’ avid
my hitters got sticks, they reckless
and we stackin’ these bags like tetris
versace where i sleep from a mattress
louboutin bling high, n*gga be spiked up
mosh pit at my show, they be low when i pop up
??, they wanna be like us
amiri drippin’ how a n*gga be mic’d up
cartier ring it fightin’ like tyson
?? shoot, no we ain’t with the fightin’
bust down rollie, not rockin’ no bright line
[chorus: young thug]
i done project my mattress, i done f*cked lil jasmin
i had payed for her classes, i done paid for her lashes
yea she feel like a savage, it get better than ??
sky high price on the jacket, i didn’t have to upgrade the dash
i didn’t have to front, i’m no backend, put tint on the ‘ghini, f*ck braggin’
i spent half a mill on just one necklace, ??
and my hoes are jazzy, b*tch i had less than a dime
i’m just a snake in your grass yeah, i like blood on my glasses

[verse 4: lil duke]
they cannot f*ck with me
all of my b*tches, they stuck with me
n*ggas be talkin’, but know ain’t no touchin’ me
couple bad b*tches will never give up on me
send my lil’ b*tch to come put that good love on me
we do not look for no handouts, you askin’ for money we cut off yo hand (slatt)
ysl b*tch, thinkin’ ’bout goin’ and cop me some land
trap house b*tch, i gotta go get some more rubber bands
‘member back then when i didn’t have no plans
sellin’ out shows now we runnin’ from fans
i double c on chanel, if i ever get caught get caught, i swear i will not tell
she want that d*ck when she me and my n*ggas we winnin’, took too many l’s

- young thug lyrics

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