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[Intro] Hey I done got so rich all my T-shirts designer, yeah, yeah, yeah Boss talk, with the family you know what I’m saying, udigg Wheezy beatz Hey [Chorus: Young Thug] I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? hey Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Spread your wings, tall like the fire Left, right, bottom, top still got the fire Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer Unique, no dresser I did it myself, it’s all, designer [Verse 1: Young Thug] I poured up a four then I spiked it with a Xan now my day real slow (Yeah) I’ma go big, lit, jump off it, do it slow motion I’ma go put a nigga on to the drip, gon’ give ‘em a potion (Gon’ give ‘em a potion) Baby speed up, can you re-up, re-up I don’t give a fuck about your past I give you what you want just ask Start from the front to the back If they play with you I’ma spazz I’ma spazz on her man Imma spazz on his clan Fucking spazz on his mom and dad, stiff a nigga I know you love that I turn your rocks into sand Your named engraved it on the plane Delta and private ain’t the same It’s about time for your upgrade When I give you this name I hope you don’t change She looked at me and replied She said, “Man you know I’m with the slimes!” [Chorus: Young Thug] I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? hey Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Spread your wings, tall like the fire Left, right, bottom, top, still got the fire Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer Unique, no dresser I did it myself, it’s all designer [Bridge: Desiigner] Some niggas down to ride for a nigga, some niggas homicide for a nigga, ayy Presidential presidents, that’s my lil’ ride, lil’ nigga Lil’ mobbin’, lil’ nigga We gon’ get it on outside, lil’ nigga Bullets flying through the ride lil’ nigga, ayy Overnight, zombie walk I’ma get it, alright lil’ nigga Be al- [Verse 2: Desiigner] Hundred Gs… Jump out, Honda Civic All my lean that I’m drippin’ Hundred things got me drippin’, go Desiigner, go get it Me and Young Thug, Birdman came through go get ‘em All my niggas getting to the money, came back Never fuck with you These mans fuck with you Rich man fuck with you We gon’ chill on the paper and go get it Double cup with the lean and a couple strippers You be toting that shit and ain’t rolling with niggas I got money, these nigga roll with a niggas Big beam hit, nigga controlling it [Chorus: Young Thug] I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? hey Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Spread your wings, tall like the fire Left, right, bottom, top, still got the fire Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer Unique, no dresser I did it myself, it’s all designer [Verse 3: Young Thug] Holler at your crew, pull up Go and tell your crew pull up Go brazy massacre This that lifestyle, go ‘n’ boot up Make me make a bag pull up I’ll make a Jag pull up Big booty, I Mick Jagger her But, if she ain’t fucking, let her cab pull up ‘Bout five niggas jacking You fuck niggas after me The rats was chasing and they captured me Rich school, I’m a graduate All my old hoes harassing me All these po-pos harassing me How am I supposed to give back When every time I do it, man, they raid that? My paper say I’m claustrophobic They still put me in the paddy-wagon They wonder why we capping back at them I fell and now I’m right back at it These diamonds got these bitches staring at it These diamonds got these niggas plotting on it But how you gonna take something from the taker Plus this blood money [Bridge: Desiigner] Some niggas down to ride for a nigga, some niggas homicide for a nigga, ayy Presidential presidents, that’s my lil’ ride, lil’ nigga Lil’ mobbin’, lil’ nigga We gon’ get it on outside, lil’ nigga Bullets flying through the ride lil’ nigga, ayy Overnight, zombie walk I’ma get it, alright lil’ nigga Be alright, lil’ nigga [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Left, right back up still got the fire Left, the top, the right, the bottom of the closet designer Unique, no dresser, I did it, myself, it’s all, designer [Outro: Desiigner, Young Thug & Both] Calling babe, Hey Calling baby, Hey Calling baby, Hey Calling babe, We gotta go and get it Calling baby, Run up and go and get it, Hey Come, let’s play, ahh Come, let’s play, I don’t know nothing, but I’m seeing stars I don’t know nothing, but I’m… I don’t know nothing, but I’m seeing stars Fuck nigga, fuck with us These mans buss with you [?] with you I ain’t [?], but I’m seeing stars

Vertaling

[Intro] Hey Ik ben zo rijk geworden dat al mijn T-shirts ontwerper zijn, ja, ja, ja Boss talk, with the family you know what I’m saying, udigg Wheezy beatz Hey [Chorus: Young Thug] I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? hey Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Spreid je vleugels, hoog als het vuur Links, rechts, onder, boven nog steeds het vuur Links, de bovenkant, rechts, de onderkant van de kast ontwerper Uniek, geen dressoir I did it myself, it’s all, designer [Verse 1: Young Thug] I pour up a four then I spiked it with a Xan now my day real slow (Yeah) I’ma go big, lit, jump off it, do it slow motion I’ma go put a nigga on the drip, gon’ give ‘em a potion (Gon’ give ‘em a potion) Baby speed up, can you re-up, re-up I don’t give a fuck about your past I give you what you want just ask Begin van voren naar achteren If they play with you I’ma spazz I’ma spazz on her man Ik spazz op zijn clan Ik spartel met zijn vader en moeder, een stijve neger, ik weet dat je daar van houdt. Ik verander je stenen in zand Je naam staat op het vliegtuig gegraveerd Delta en privé zijn niet hetzelfde. Het is tijd voor je upgrade Als ik je deze naam geef hoop ik dat je niet verandert Ze keek me aan en antwoordde She said, “Man you know I’m with the slimes!” [Chorus: Young Thug] I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? hey Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Spreid je vleugels, hoog als het vuur Links, rechts, onder, boven, heb nog steeds het vuur Links, de bovenkant, rechts, de onderkant van de kast ontwerper Uniek, geen dressoir I did it myself, it’s all designer [Bridge: Desiigner] Some niggas down to ride for a nigga, some niggas homicide for a nigga, ayy Presidentiële presidenten, dat is mijn lil’ ride, lil’ nigga Lil’ mobbin’, lil’ nigga We gaan het buiten doen, kleine nigga Kogels vliegen door de rit, lil’ nigga, ayy Overnight, zombie walk I’ma get it, alright lil’ nigga Be al- [Verse 2: Desiigner] Hundred Gs… Spring eruit, Honda Civic All my lean that I’m drippin’ Hundred things got me drippin’, go Desiigner, go get it Ik en Young Thug, Birdman kwam erdoor, ga ze pakken. Al mijn niggas gaan naar het geld, kwamen terug Ik neuk nooit met jou. Deze mannen fucken met jou Rijke man fuck met jou We gaan chillen op de krant en gaan het halen Dubbele kop met de magere en een paar strippers Je draagt die shit en rolt niet met niggas Ik heb geld, deze nigga rolt met nigga’s Big beam hit, nigga controlling it [Chorus: Young Thug] I done got so rich all my T-shirts designers, yeah I done stacked it up so tall need a ladder just to climb it, hey You just got a flooded AP, why the fuck is you crying? hey Put a big carat in your ring, sing to you like Mariah, ayy [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Spreid je vleugels, hoog als het vuur Links, rechts, onder, boven, heb nog steeds het vuur Links, de bovenkant, rechts, de onderkant van de kast ontwerper Uniek, geen dressoir I did it myself, it’s all designer [Verse 3: Young Thug] Holler at your crew, pull up Ga en vertel je groep om op te trekken Go brazy massacre This that lifestyle, go ‘n’ boot up Make me make a bag pull up I’ll make a Jag pull up Big booty, I Mick Jagger her But, if she ain’t fucking, let her cab pull up ‘Bout five niggas jacking You fuck niggas after me De ratten achtervolgden me en namen me gevangen Rich school, I’m a graduate Al mijn oude hoeren vallen me lastig Al die po-pos die me lastig vallen How am I supposed to give back Als elke keer als ik het doe, man, ze dat overvallen? Mijn papieren zeggen dat ik claustrofobisch ben. Ze zetten me nog steeds in de paddy-wagen Ze vragen zich af waarom we terugslaan naar hen. Ik ben gevallen en nu ben ik er weer Deze diamanten laten deze teven ernaar staren Deze diamanten hebben deze nigga’s er op uitgestuurd Maar hoe ga je iets nemen van de nemer? Plus dit bloedgeld [Bridge: Desiigner] Some niggas down to ride for a nigga, some niggas homicide for a nigga, ayy Presidentiële presidenten, dat is mijn lil’ ride, lil’ nigga Lil’ mobbin’, lil’ nigga We gaan het buiten doen, kleine nigga Kogels vliegen door de rit, lil’ nigga, ayy Overnight, zombie walk I’ma get it, alright lil’ nigga Be alright, lil’ nigga [Post-Chorus: Young Thug] Birds sang tweetle dee Left, right back up still got the fire Links, de bovenkant, rechts, de onderkant van de kast ontwerper Unique, no dresser, I did it, myself, it’s all, designer [Outro: Desiigner, Young Thug & Both] Calling babe, Hey Ik bel schatje, Hey Ik bel schatje, Hey Calling babe, We gotta go and get it Calling baby, Run up and go and get it, Hey Kom, laten we spelen, ahh Kom, laten we spelen, Ik weet niets, maar ik zie sterren I don’t know nothing, but I’m… Ik weet niets, maar ik zie sterren Fuck nigga, fuck met ons Deze mannen neuken met jou met jou Ik weet niets, maar ik zie sterren.