Young Thug White Tee Lyrics

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[Intro: Travis Scott]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mmm-hmm-hmm, mmm-hmm-hmm

[Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Yup, in my white tee, yeah
Call up Hype Williams for the hype, please
Uh, they gon' wipe you, before you wipe me
On boxes of checks, not my Nikes (Eh)
Coco, like I'm iced tea (Ah)
Got 'em bamboozled like I'm Spike Lee (Ah)
You need more than Google just to find me (Ah)
I just called up baby, get a hi-fey (Ah, ooh)
I just start the label just to sign me
Me and Chase connected like we siamese We been on the run, felt like a crime spree
Talk to me nicely, I seen his face, seen it, yup, on his white tee, uh

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah, call the Sprite people (Call 'em, hol' on)
Private flight France, tryna sight see (Private flights)
Popped 'em in his hands, he was typin' (Da, da, da)
Caterpillar 'Rari, I thought I'd lift it up (Up)
I went on the stand, told the judge to pass my cup (Ayy)
Ran up twenty million, told the devil keep the luck