Still Thuggin

[Chorus]
Yeah, man, you niggas got me fucked up
I dropped the ticket on these bitches, you won't sell a nug
I dropped the ticket on them 'bows, they think I'm showin' love
I dropped the ticket on them bitches 'cause I know the plug
I like my bitches straight from Memphis 'cause they thick as fuck
I had this rental for a minute, had to tint it up
And ain't no slidin' up on this block, lil' bruh dem fill it up
He say he really miss his dog, gon' have to dig him up
Two hundred 'za just for the gang, no niggas lit as us
I made two-fifty off my music and I'm still hustlin'
You had that ass in middle school, baby, you still bussin'
You 'posed to grow up and get cute, baby, you still ugly

[Verse]
Hе got ten years on probation and he still thuggin'
Ain't doin' no arguin' or no fussin', I'm prеssin' the button
I see him clutchin', I ain't muggin', I'm uppin' and bussin'
Leave a nigga lookin' ugly, this shit get disgustin'
I want two-fifty a line, it ain't up for discussion
You ain't runnin' off with nothin', put your ass on crutches
Blackjack up in Biloxi, bitch, I'm feelin' lucky
Them Scat Packs ain't really nothin', I'd rather ride a Cutlass
My lil' nigga up a thirty, he trap out a bucket
I paid a thousand for this 'za, I'm trappin' on a budget
I paid a thousand just to fuck it, she ain't hittin' on nothin'
I like my bitches thick as 'Tussin, all they asses bubbly
I kicked my young bitch to the curb, she don't cook on Sundays
I'm up early Monday morning on my way to Compton
I can't serve you on no Tuesday, know how the feds coming
By Wednesday night, I'm loaded up on my way to the country
He might want it Thursday, but I still can't serve him
Catch me Friday morning posted with three hundred turkeys
By Saturday night, I'm on a flight headed to Miami
I'm on a yacht at 4 AM, my bitch just had surgery

[Chorus]
Yeah, man, you niggas got me fucked up
I dropped the ticket on these bitches, you won't sell a nug
I dropped the ticket on them 'bows, they think I'm showin' love
I dropped the ticket on them bitches 'cause I know the plug
I like my bitches straight from Memphis 'cause they thick as fuck
I had this rental for a minute, had to tint it up
And ain't no slidin' up on this block, lil' bruh dem fill it up
He say he really miss his dog, gon' have to dig him up
Two hundred 'za just for the gang, no niggas lit as us
I made two-fifty off my music and I'm still hustlin'
You had that ass in middle school, baby, you still bussin'
You 'posed to grow up and get cute, baby, you still ugly

[Outro]
He got ten years on probation and he still thuggin'
Ain't doin' no arguin' or no fussin', I'm pressin' the button