Young Thug — Liger

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[Intro]
Abm
Dbm                        Abm                  Dbm
I wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
Thugger
Abm              Dbm
Carnage, what it do, nigga?
Abm            Dbm
Let's turn up

[Chorus]
           Abm                                       Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
           Abm                               Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
           Abm                                   Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
           Abm                         bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
           Abm                             Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
               Abm                          Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
           Abm                                   Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)

[Verse 1]
                Abm                                 Dbm
Uh, I bought a Bentley, then I went and chopped the top off
        Abm                               Dbm
I got a bad bitch inside and I'm gettin' topped off
           Abm                        Dbm
I got a foreign 'Rari, then I cut the top off
             Abm                              Dbm
I put these pebbles in the meat and knock the taco off
           Abm                           Dbm
A pussy nigga better stop playin' with Slime boss
           Abm                            Dbm
You pussy niggas fuck around, have me behind the wall
           Abm                                Dbm
I swear to God, I can't wait to go with my fuckin' bros
           Abm                               Dbm
I know he miss me and I miss him, and that's worth the long
           A
I got some big guns pointed at it on
               Gb
Louis V armor fatigue, but it's camo', though (get it, ayy)
              Dbm
She smokin' loud like a high note
I just wanna put my D on your cameltoe (let's do it)
             A
I know they told you don't play with these fuckin' folks (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
                     Gb
You gon' end up in somebody mothafuckin' moat
                                Dbm
Blue diamonds, water like South Beach, oh yeah, you can pour
 N.C.
Oh yeah, I'm rich, oh, I don't gotta vote, fuck you

[Chorus]
           Abm                                       Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
           Abm                               Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
           Abm                                   Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
           Abm                         bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
           Abm                             Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
               Abm                          Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
           Abm                                   Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
Thugger

[Verse 2]
Dbm
Cash talk, baby, I want acres all in Vegas
        Abm                       Dbm
I got bitches wanna fuck me all around the equator
    Dbm
I'm global, bitch, I'm global, yeah, I am not your neighbor
     Dbm
No longer, yeah, all my cribs sit on hundreds of acres
            Abm                        Dbm
Bitch, I promise, swear to God, on my mom, on my daughters
      Abm                      Dbm
On my son, on my mothafuckin' gun
                      Abm
If I'm lyin', make it jam while I'm tryna fuckin' blam
Dbm                     Abm                             Dbm
Old bitch, hi, there, ma'am, suck me loose in Guwop's Lamb'
Suck my top off, yeah
           Abm
Bitch, I'm rich, this ain't luck
              Dbm             Abm
Bitch, I'm climbin', why you stuck?
Bitch, I'm yammin', in your guts
     Dbm         Abm
Uncle Sam, mothafuck him
                          Abm
I ain't payin' him, nigga, what?
                        Dbm
Yeah, I got right with God, I know he gon' keep me up

[Chorus]
           Abm                                       Dbm
I tell the bitch sit on that dope, yeah that's my kinfolk's
           Abm                               Dbm
We got the bricks, I got the bitches for the upper load
           Abm                                   Dbm
We wet 'em up and then it rain, their blood, it rinsed off
           Abm                         bm
Lil' mama foreign and exotic, suck my skin off
           Abm                             Dbm
I bought a Rollie', but I coulda bought a Viper, ayy
               Abm                          Dbm
Everybody got tigers, so I wanna go get a liger, ayy
           Abm                                   Dbm
I'm so different from these niggas, I won't be like 'em (swear to God, ayy)
Thugger

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